IMPORTANT NOTE: This story is currently on hiatus. I do intend to finish it sometime, but that time is not now and any potential readers should know that only 23 chapters have been published. I'm really sorry for the inconvenience and I hope you can enjoy it as is.
This is an original story. No copying. (Not that you really can. But, I mean, if you seriously have the mental stamina to re-type my entire story verbatim, we can talk.)
Tourmaline is a pink-green stone found in Russia, Madagascar, Tanzania, Burma, Afghanistan and Sri Lanka. It's shown above. It's pronounced TER-muh-leen, but TER-muh-line is also all right, so do with that what you will.
This story is not edited. I began writing it many moons ago without any sense of plot or character development, and there's a fair amount of parts and passages that make no sense whatsoever or just sound stupid, so try and excuse those. After I'm done I may go back and revise everything.
Lastly, feel free to inbox me with any questions/chatter. I generally check Wattpad once every few weeks, so be aware that you won't get an instantaneous reply.
May your life be full of poppy fields and voluminous hair,
Sequoia (AKA Kira)
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Tourmaline
Teen Fiction"Some people are just simply and utterly unlovable." He fell silent. His breathing was rhythmic and manual, as if he had accidentally fallen asleep. I took a moment to listen to the soft whistle of his exhales, the sound of his fingers tapping a fas...
