They met on the Trivandrum Mail. They rediscovered love on the Trivandrum Mail. Fourteen years have passed - they have changed. But the Trivandrum Mail hasn't.

We were friends. Best friends who were inseparable. Until one night. Where it all changed.

ǁ Little folded up notes for people. ©ClaireLuna ǁ #31 12/19/15

❝Lethe (LEE-thee) - (n.) a river in the Greek underworld that, when drunk from, made souls forget the sufferings of life - oblivion or something to make you enter oblivion and forget❞ [Previously known as Beautiful Disaster]

❝ if a clock could count down to the moment you meet your soul mate, would you want to know? ❞

In which the conditions themselves decide to speak. And those they inflict attempt a response. #freeyourbody #ThePeopleOfSociety A featured story for @themaddieproject #58 in short story (amazing cover by @soundthealarm)

"Hello?" "Um, hey?" "Wait, you don't sound like my Aunt Kathy." "Unless I was miraculously converted into a member of the opposite gender and somehow related to whoever is on the other side of this call, then yeah. I'm not your Aunt Kathy." "Oh, shiitake mushrooms." - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Short Story #1 (19/04/18) 2016 Fiction Awards Finalist © 2015 evethespy. All Rights Reserved.

❝ we liked being awake when everyone else was asleep ❞