catching carnations//ryan ross a.u

She has lost control//Prolouge

All Arly heard was insults these days.
Trying to run through the forest at all times was hard.
What was she thinking everything is hard.
Life is hard
She hurts
He heals her wounds
She thanks
He leaves.

They were the untouchables
They acted like the young ones
They fought like the leaders

We are the carnation catchers