I walked through the meadow and I felt the tingling of grass blades on my feet before I burned them on coal. The tall reeds under my hands blackened and fell to the ground. the wind blew the ashes of the plants and they smeared me a seafoam dress with a long glittering siding attached to my shoulders. I wore this dress precisely because I'm headed for the sea and I thought that a robe like this was perfect for the dancing waves of the dark ocean.
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I'm not brave enough to love
Historia Cortahave you ever fallen in love with a person who is your absolute opposite? You both love each other, but you can't be together because you're water and they're fire, and only one of you is strong or weak enough to survive this kind of love. Only one...
