⠀ : ⠀ ❝ 𝑻𝑯𝑶𝑹𝑵𝑺 𝑳𝑰𝑲𝑬 𝑫𝑨𝑮𝑮𝑬𝑹𝑺 . . . ❞
━━━ ( 𝙵𝙸𝙽𝙽𝙸𝙲𝙺 𝙾𝙳𝙰𝙸𝚁 )
❝ my 𝑷𝑨𝑺𝑻 is an 𝙖𝙧𝙢𝙤𝙪𝙧
you can 𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 take off
no 𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧 how many 𝑻𝑰𝑴𝑬𝑺
𝙮𝙤𝙪 tell me the 𝐖𝐀𝐑 is 𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧 . ❞
━ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈�...
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POOLS OF TEARS SPRANG FROM her eyes like waterfalls. Tears coursed down her cheeks, stirring emotions through her long-lasted sobs as she wiped away the rivers of tears from her face in the solace of her room. The moon's soft glow lightly illuminated the space, casting faint shadows across the ground as Nesryn sat at the base of her bed, contemplating her anger. She was so angry. Angry that the Capitol had yet again tricked her into believing that she had a chance at living her life her own way.
