Songs I recommend while reading ♪.*⁽⁽ ◝꒰'꒳'∗꒱◟ ₎₎₊·* :
1-Roslyn, Bon Iver & St.Vincent
2-Wher's my love (SYML)
3-I can't make you love me, Dave Thomas j.
4-Youth daughter
Enjoy ! ꒰⑅ˊ͈ ˙̫ ˋ͈⑅꒱
Snowflakes, sparkling, fine and delicate, born from the contrast of two opposite souls; a sublime and perfect figure who knows if even two hearts meeting can form a unique image as a pure and simple snowflake.
I missed winter so much: every scent of it, from the sweetest to the most pungent, I remembered it exactly like this, every minimum movement of nature, a small bud that sprouts in the middle of the white, a drop of frost that slips on the leaves of a bush, finally I'm back, now I'm home.
In this place resides every memory of my childhood: in the village we had a flower stall that housed a small cafeteria: "a corner of paradise" they called it, every single person in Laceberg adored it, it was a meeting point and refreshment for anyone who visited.
In the evening in the garden there were dances and songs until late at night, and it was during one of those parties that I met for the first time, one of the people who still have a special place in my heart, my best friend Noah, a washed blond child with honey eyes, skinny, shy, awkward; I found it so funny, we were together every day always, we played, laughed, argued as in any friendship but each of us knew that he could always count on the other.
After the fateful accident her mother adopted me and my sister Era, she hated being in that house, she wanted to go back to mom and dad's Cottage, but... just the two of us, her and me... it was the only family we had left, the death of my parents was the end and the beginning of a new life.
One day that magical place where you spent your best childhood moments, turned into a house of horrors, with bars at the entrance and the entire village paralyzed by sudden cruelty, our eyes met, no words, no more hugs, smiles, laughter, only fear, alone but together, this was the moment when Era and I never left each other, our affection is the only one to encourage us not to give up.
When she finished high school she took me with her into a new world, dragging me far away from Lacemberg, from Noah and his family, which by then had become an integral part of my life, I was nine years old and everything changed radically: I slowly became more and more taciturn and extremely insecure, I liked staying on the sidelines for fear of bothering, I was very good at school not because it was my will but I could not possibly burden to the responsibility of my sister, she was already overwhelmed by the tension, but despite everything tried in every way to raise me as best as he could, I never tried to contradict her, I tried to stay calm not to make her worry, but in reality, we both knew that I was the exact opposite of happy...
The only thing that reassured me was my kitten Felice and my collection of white flowers, seeds that I had taken by stealth, sneaking into the kiosk before leaving, they were of different types: a bellflower, jasmine, a simple daisy, and finally my favorite "the ice flower", painted with the smile of my family, for all the years spent in front of the fire snuggled up to my parents, these past images, unfortunately, had the bad habit of turning into nightmares in a short time.
I was fully aware that if I returned to the village the memories would not be pacified, but I was also deeply convinced that I would be welcomed in a sweet familiarity that I missed more than anything else, so, convinced on my way came the fateful first act of disobedience, I knew perfectly well that my sister would be furious, but that was my life.
I decided to go back home, take that train that dragged me into a parallel universe, that did not represent me, to return instead in that corner of paradise, I did not want to leave her alone but I needed to think of myself for once and find my happy place, I tried several times to convince her to return with me, but for her it's like reliving her worst nightmare.
Forgive me Era, I hope you will understand sooner or later, I need to come home.
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STAI LEGGENDO
𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕚𝕔𝕖 𝕗𝕝𝕠𝕨𝕖𝕣 (𝔼𝕟)
RomanceWhen a place calls to you, all you can do is listen to it and be welcomed into that scent of burning familiarity. Despite the arguments with my sister, who had taken me with her to the city, to that dark and macabre room, which I will never want to...
