preface

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Love is a strange thing. It can bring both so much joy and so much sadness. Love can do so much to young kids who are still oblivious to the real world. Love can tear us apart. But it can also bring us together.

In this case, love did none of this. It just created a mystery. It created so much pain that it was unbearable. It created so much happiness that is was unspeakable. It made the ocean inside his eyes a hurricane. It made the galaxies in her eyes crumble.

It created heart break. It created happiness.

It created ink stains.

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i wrote this at 3 am on a school night so sorry my preface sucks

this will be written a bit different than Ariadne's Art

thanks for reading love you :)

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