I came back. To the place I thought I'd never see again. I was young. And stupid. I looked for adventure. I wanted something more. I was selfish. I was brave. I was stupid. Coming back opened up my wounded heart. Seeing him again tears me apart. My love.. whom I had left and thrown away. Please... Come Back to Me...
[Discontinued w/ a small probability of being picked up again] A long train ride with odd stares. Arms heavy with suitcases. Mind dulled by short bouts of sleep. [Name] arrives to a growing town after a journey across vast lands.
A witch with a heart for wandering and a knack for trouble and plants. [Name] begins a new life far from her old home.
This is the original version of the Story Game of Hearts that is bad and you shouldn't read. Je suis garbage...but I'm trying to improve. There's a rewritten version that is hopefully better, but I'm keeping this version up so I don't lose both the opportunity to reflect on how I have improved as a writer and the ability to see all the wonderful and sweet comments that have been left on this story.