Her eyes were what I noticed first, like rich hazelnuts in the midsummer sun, pupils gliding across each page taking in as much as she could as if every sentence were a breath of fresh air, and throughout each page sinking further into an ocean of knowledge and wonder. "Emily" what a beautiful name I thought to myself as I watched her in lay against a grand oak tree. She was so beautiful I yearned to hear her voice, knowing it would be just as beautiful as her.
Maybe if I'm lucky our paths would cross sooner rather than later. I know I have some power over whether or not we meet soon yet everytime I glance her way I feel like I'm walking on clouds. With a foggy mind I walk on, may the universe allow me to cross paths with the mysterious beauty that is Emily Dickinson of Amherst.
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Sue Gilbert I see her every now and again walking through town and past my oak tree every morning. It's like the rise of the sun each morning we know not whether it be rising yet we have hope of it's arrival to greet us with a beautiful new day. And there she goes again walking her same morning route, rays of sunlight bouncing from her elegant complection like an angel walking through the gardens of heaven. That night my pen glides across the page as if I am no longer in control yet it matters not because my heart is at flight at the thought of Susan Gilbert.
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Afterlife (A Dickinson Fanfiction)
FanfictionEmily and Sue love story before the events of the "Dickinson" TV series. Based off the Apple TV series "Dickinson" (Author)- This is my first fanfic and its probably not good but I tried my best. #Emisue Forever *Not Historically Accurate* Credits t...
