a gust of wind blew through the open window across the room.
Blowing the thick black hair away from her face.
tired eyes and a huge purple graze
met with my own sorrow-filled eyes.
who was it that dared to hurt the beauty of this world?
who was it that dared to damage the one who cared for the ugly?
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scintilla | daniel howell
Fanfictionscintilla ( noun ) a tiny, brilliant flash or spark; a small thing, a barely visible trace. a tiny trace or spark of a specified quality or feeling. "a scintilla of doubt" [ book one ] [ daniel howell fanfic ] [ lower case intended ] [ trigger w...
