When I woke up,the wavesand wind calmed.
The tremor, gone.Tyrants, no more.A pleasant phantom,light-years awayfrom a seeminglynightmare.
Criss-cross radiancepassed throughthe window.The gist, highlighted.
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Scrolls and Chapters
RandomScrolls and Chapters is a collection of prose; the author's first set of perspectives; a compilation of her masterpieces; and the mainspring of her lyrical imagination, unabashed zest for literary arts, and worth-sharing introspection.
