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His name was Declan.
He had brown curly hair and eyes as green as the grass beneath me.
No one knows the truth.
Declan.
His laugh was light and his smile brighter than the stars.
If only he knew the truth.
Declan.
His voice was precious, a song from him was a song sweeter than the birds fluttering above me in perfect harmony.
I looked away.
The truth never stays hidden.
Declan.
Blue was the only color to grace his clothes, his wardrobe had never seen another color.
Much like his sister who always wore pink.
Blue was the color of his face as he convulsed on the floor.
I alone know the truth.
Declan.
The love I felt for him was unparrallel, unhealthy even...
But knowing the truth was unhealthy as well.
Declan.
The sky was set in an orange hue, much like the paint that stuck to my fingers.
I paint with my soul.
The truth is in all my paintings.
Declan will never see them.
Because his eyes were closed as I stared at him beside me.
His touch was ice cold and the dimples were missing from his cheeks.
The truth was missing as well.
Declan.
I breathed in the fresh air as it carassed my face and brushed my hair.
The truth will be revealed.
I looked at him once more, his long lashes framing his face and lips as pink as the flowers beneath my feet.
The truth will be revealed.
For Declan.
The boy I killed.
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Outside Our Walls
Novela JuvenilEmpress Renaldo, daughter of the prince of a small town in Italy, has never seen the outside of her walls. Sheltered her whole life, Empress knows nothing about the world except to never slouch and the best cutlery to use. The present King, her uncl...
