Emily
couldn't quite move
at the discovery.
Just like that awfully
shattering time at the café.
But this was different.
Because this wasn't
mortifying or
depressing.
This was glorious.
Like something
the stars themselves
gifted her.
This discovery didn't make
her want to cry in sorrow.
It made her want to cry
in euphoria.
Because this discovery
was unlike anything she had
ever realized before.
It was so forlorn,
yet powerful,
sneaking into her mind
when she was least expecting it.
Why didn't she
ever realize it before?
When she saved
a very distraught woman
on the road.
When she took in
all the mockeries
at the coffee shop
without so much as a curse.
When she tried her utter best
to stay strong when
her beloved father passed away.
When she looked after her
mother with all the care in the world
even when she knew she
herself was as dainty as glass.
They were always there.
The
twisting,
magnificent
mass of strength
and
depth.
It was always there.
And right in that moment,
Emily awoke from her trance
to prove it for the umpteenth time.
This time,
she would show the world.
Just like she showed herself.
Emily knew what she would paint.
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The Galaxies Within
Short Story❝ѕнe was tнe ɢιrl people wordleѕѕly jυdɢed. plαιɴ, ѕιмple αɴd ɴαϊve. тнey тried тo мαĸe α deɴт ιɴ нer soul. тoo вαd тнey didɴ'т ĸɴow oɴe тнιɴɢ. тнere were ɢαlαхιeѕ ιɴѕιde oғ нer.❞ - A victim of judgements from all around proves to the world that sh...
