She watched from her balcony as night gave way to the coming of morning. The soft glow of pinks and oranges against the constant cloud cover made her ache for the life she'd once had. It had been a long night - the method of putting all her walls back up, and pushing away the images of his death. The tea which was once hot in her hands had since cooled as she watches the sky's colors changed, morphing into a new beginning.
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Snippets, Prompts, and Other Fun Things
Cerita PendekThis is just a collection of writing and snippets that have no story to them, basically the only writing I've done in years.
