And I flew and flew and soared, through every single emotion and every single sensation.
I flew, to a far off place that no one knew, a place of comfort for my troubled mind, a place I can control, where things are simple and everything was made out of pretty things, made with all of my favorite things.
I called that place my safe haven. My wonderland.
I'm in love with my wonderland.
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The Silent Game
Teen FictionShe felt too much. He was indifferent to it all. He searched for her in her labyrinthine wonderlands. She found him underneath silver and moonlight. A game. A catalyst. And two hearts that would either fall apart or overflow with a love like a sup...
