Pierce and Hale
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Hale was etched into a Canvas. Her fingers molded into the paint brush. Her heart twisted into the mystery of Art.
Pierce was pulled into one figment of imagination. The figment of words. His skin caked in grey. His eyes glistening with Comic Sans.
And their souls trudging into the endearing world of what ifs, could bes, and cracks in the surface.
It'll be okay.
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