Pluviophile
It was a rainy day, in New York no less. One held a cup of coffee, wishing for the rain to stop. One held a hand full of old books, savouring the moment. short story #98 poetry #51
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dear oliver: there's something i have to tell you. lilly. [ 11 | 30 | 14 - #146 Teen Fiction ] [ © jude rigor two-thousand-&-fourteen ]
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Pleasant Things
Ariella Skuller is supposedly dead according to her father's lies to the town's people. After being in a tragic accident, Ariella lost three important things in her life; her mother, her childhood memories and her left eye in result she wears a plain black eye patch over her eye. With her father leaving her home alone...