"When the lamp is shattered The light in the dust lies dead When the cloud is scattered The rainbow's glory is shed. When the lute is broken, Sweet tones are remembered not. When the lips have spoken, Loved accents are soon forgot." ~Percy Bysshe Shelly •°•°•°•°• A collection of journal entries and letters to the star, from the one whose name was memory. Copyright © Jenna Sinclair All Rights Reserved. •°•°•°•°• Cover by me @elzarion

The stalker follows her, knows where she is every moment of the day. So how can she hide?