So what happens next? It's not like finding what lies at the end of the rainbow and then you are finished with your thing. It does not end like that. Sometimes, a story is not meant to end, not because it lacks resolution, but because its power lies in its openness. Like an unfinished canvas, where the brushstrokes speak as much to what is yet to come as to what has already been created, these stories invite the reader to linger in the in-between spaces. There's beauty in uncertainty, in the pause before closure. Life itself doesn't always come to tidy conclusions—moments fade, questions remain, and new beginnings emerge from old endings.
My story and Emma's story is not about to end. So I made this story. I'm not talking to you in a mad way, though. Just for you, I made this.
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Intertwined Strokes
RomanceTom is an ordinary boy. Emma is an ordinary girl. They both love art. One stroke of a magical paint color and they found a communication using their canvas. They would tell each other about their days. But everything has a problem. But they can find...
