Monologue

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"My dearest harry, can't you see your heart isn't made of stone. So why act like it?" The blind boy asks, With a perplexed facial expression. His ocean eyes made even brighter ever since he had lost his sight, a white cloudy cast making his eyes look like the sky on a summers day.

"Louis, you have no idea. None, of what is made of stone. It isn't my heart Louis but it is something else".

STONE [larry stylinson]Where stories live. Discover now