I loved her
not for the way
she danced
with my angels
but for the way
the sound of
her name
could silence my demons
- Christopher Poindexter
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COPYRIGHT
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No part of this story may be copied, published, altered, transmitted, reproduced, stored, manipulated or projected in any way shape or form unless permission given by the author.
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INFO
This is the fourth and final story in The Ash Children Series. I'm currently having some difficulty formatting and working out how I'm going to post this story. I wrote a first copy of the story but wasn't happy with it so I'm rewriting it. The other short stories had an obvious style and I'm not sure if I want to keep to that or veer off the path a little bit.
The story will be up though. In the near future, but everyone just bear in mind that I have a thousand other things that beg my attention, so updates won't be frequent.
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PLAYLIST
I'm Not In Love by 10CC
She's A Riot by The Jungle Giants
Blue Jeans by Lana Del Rey
Beethoven's 5th Symphony
Fred Astaire by San Cisco
I'm Confessing That I Love You by Louis Armstrong
A Good Life is the Best Revenge by Ball Park Music
Crave You by Flight Facilities (Adventure Club Remix)
Share Your Air by Kate Millar-Heidke feat. Passenger
Crystals by Of Monsters and Men
Broad Shouldered Beasts by Mumford and Sons
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WARNING
Possible triggers for depression and other associated mental illnesses
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DEDICATION
To all of you who have felt completely invisible. There are others just like you. They're just hard to find. Just like you. But they are there. They are looking for you too.
YOU ARE READING
of fire and ash
General Fiction#4 in The Ash Children Series A beautiful violinist A faceless ghost A burnt gypsy They are . . . The Ash Children. ® All Rights Reserved to ARM179.
