Gayle Hudes is grieving. At sixteen, she faces successive losses and impermanence as the people around her have fallen into an inevitable fate. As when her father was trodding the same path, she tried her best to take a grip on the hands of time. Un...
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" I would write and write.
Before my lungs could sink,
until my mind stops to think.
until my blood turns ink. "
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DISCLAIMER: Different kinds of errors and misuses are ubiquitous and must be expected ahead. Constructive criticisms are openly accepted, nonetheless.
READERS DISCRETION: This story would be quite depressing and, indeed, triggering. Frequent mentions of fatal incidents, violence, and toxic thoughts. Like the other stories in this series, this would also involve self-harm and juvenile delinquency.
Please read at your own risk.
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Note:
As I was searching for an image to put in the moodboard of this story, I came across this page or site called Leaving Bag End. The image in the middle contains the phrase:
“If you choose to go through with this, you’ll come out with ink- (blood-) stained hands.”
— should be credited to the author, theaspiringhobbit, from his or her article named Ink Stained Hands published on the aforementioned site. The entry is worth reading, and it gave me more ideas on plotting out this novel.
To have proper credit, I'd leave the link below to where I retrieved the image.
