INURE
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MatureOngoing6m
Last published Sun, Apr 5, 2020
broken monologue of a shredded heart.
Inure
(v.) accustom (someone) to something, especially something unpleasant.
a half-greek boy named Ares struggling to put the pieces of his heart back into an ever-changing puzzle, for it changes every two seconds his heart beats for a girl he manages to taste on his lips when she has been away for a never-ending journey.
he learns to count the stars and the amount of constellations they form while she is away.
but with each passing second he is contemplating whether she had ever really been there, maybe she was just a figment of his imagination.
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