November hates winter; Ethan loves snow. Ethan likes to see the good in people and might just have a mild case of hero complex; November sells her body in order to put food on the table for her little siblings, while she has lost her faith in the kindness of the world. November is broken; Ethan is just slightly bent. Ethan wants to save her; November doesn't want to be saved. What does that give us? A bunch of contradictions, two seemingly different people, a lesson of trust and plenty of snow, all in the winter months. But this story starts in the month of November, when a certain someone finds a girl unconscious in the snowy streets and decides to take her home. Copyright 2014 by valia_lala. All Rights Reserved. No part of this work may be reproduced or utilized in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system, without written permission from the legal author.

serendipity; ser·en·dip·i·ty (n.) : finding something good without looking for it. A collection of poems and short stories.

We think we're so well hidden. We don't realize how mere bread crumbs can lead to our precious hideouts. But sometimes, everyone wants to be found. © Copyright 2013 by Matleen. All Rights Reserved.

Everything this world is made of. Senses. A collection of poems and maybe short stories. © 2013 by Matleen. All Rights reserved.