Sliced Trees and Dead Words

Sliced Trees and Dead Words

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Fiction
Romance
Ennemis à Amoureux
Triangle Amoureux
Fin Heureuse
This isn't the way I imagined this going down-Luna burrowed under my arm on the couch, pressed into my side while reading Dalen's cursed collection of sliced trees and dead words, while my shirt gets soaked through with her tears. Tears I've shed right alongside her as we tried to process the death of our best friend. (Previously published as The River dividing Wolf from Moon)
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When the pain of the past threatens to overshadow everything, Harry and Luna learn that sometimes life grows again in the most unexpected places. Bound by a deep friendship and quiet visits to a golden tree that holds their memories and silences, their bond transforms into a love that heals and renews. Together, they plant a future full of strong roots and shared dreams. ________________________________________________________________________________ The tree swayed gently in the afternoon breeze, its colorful ribbons dancing among the branches like whispers of old memories. Harry said nothing. He simply tightened his grip on Luna's hand as she laid fresh flowers at the base of the trunk. "Sometimes I think it can hear us," she murmured, her voice light as fallen petals. Harry smiled -small and sincere- in a way he hadn't in a long time. And for the first time, he thought that maybe, in this forgotten corner of the world, not everything that was lost was truly gone.

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