✱⠀𝓢𝒀𝑵𝑶𝑷𝑺𝓘𝑺⠀?! yerin's perception of millwood had evolved into that of a confining prison, its streets serving as the invisible bars of her cage. she harbored a steadfast resolve to flee this forsaken town; after all, she was the epitome of a...
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𝐖𝐇𝐘, 𝐖𝐇𝐘 𝐀𝐌 𝐈 𝐀𝐅𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐃
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YERIN HWANG NEVER THOUGHT SHE'D HAVE a story worth telling, at least not one about her. That was until she discovered she had her own story, she never thought she was anything special.
Above, the night sky stretched out like a vast canvas, adorned with a tapestry of stars that twinkled like scattered diamonds. The cool breeze whispered through the air, carrying with it the scent of freshly cut grass and anticipation. Yerin couldn't help but be captivated by the celestial display overhead, a reminder of the infinite possibilities that awaited beyond the confines of Millwood.
Above her, a myriad of stars winked into existence, each one a tiny beacon of light against the darkened backdrop of the heavens. They seemed to twinkle with a silent rhythm as if whispering secrets to the universe.
The stars appeared to dance in a cosmic ballet, their shimmering glow casting a gentle illumination over the scene below. Amidst the sea of twinkling lights, constellations took shape, forming intricate patterns that seemed to tell stories of ancient gods and mythical creatures.
Despite the raucous cheers of the crowd surrounding her, Yerin felt a sense of tranquility wash over her as she gazed up at the celestial spectacle. The noise of the stadium faded into the background, replaced by the soothing symphony of the night ― the rustle of leaves, the distant chirping of crickets, and the soft whisper of the breeze.
