She was a bright light. Where ever she went you would know. Maybe it was from the blinding light or the strong scent of violets that followed around her. Whatever it was, you knew when she was near. And he craved the violets and that shining light...
The fear felt when people genuinely like you- that you can't fathom why; wondering if they have you confused for someone who you believe they deserve. Someone who doesn't have the same qualities you hate most about yourself.
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Felicity Fawn Eliss
" I'll always have to carry two roses again."
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