S_crimson_butterfly
_In a country that tear itself apart, some stories refuse to burn._
She lives quietly in the shell of a life she doesn't remember , scribbling words she can't feel , trying to write a book that won't end. In the distance, a stranger watches her every move, always near, observing her. Their paths cross in the flicker of flame , in a library rebuilt and there are memories buried under ash.
As the dust of civil war settles, something older stirs between them half remembered , half lost, and far from over.
_Some stories survive even when their writers forget them._
⚠️ Trigger Warning
This story contains themes of abuse, emotional trauma, addiction, explicit language, and mental health struggles. this is based on real life Reader discretion is strongly advised.
Please take care of yourself while reading.
*This story includes events based on real-life experiences. Some scenes may reflect the harsh realities faced by individuals during difficult times.though names and details have been fictionalized.