before the lie

".. But as soon as you had left me, i became accustomed to the harsh pitter-patter meeting the metal. The overwhelming ferment surrounding me - and the disarray echoing so loudly, matching what i feel within." he managed to let out, his gaze solely focused on the sharp letters forming her name. As he sensed his soul tear once more.

"Instead of settling with the easing calmness, you so effortlessly delivered - i fell for the natural chaos."
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Once upon a December night, a woman who went on to have many names - fled from her glass cage, leaving a trail of edged shards, and withered petals behind her, as she blended within the thin veil overcoming the streets. Her small child coddled attentively in her embrace; the girl, blissfully unaware of the years and years of turmoil, her mother would be to blame for.

Still, the woman stood remorselessly by her actions - as she had felt deceived, and lied to, by the one she had trusted most. The one, who was supposed to preserve the crevices of her essence. But had instead, turned his back and let her petals crumble, and darken within her shell of a heart.

It's only when the mother and daughter pair, are separated by an unforeseeable demise - rendering two dead, and injuring another... that an intern detective comes across the case, her interest piqued by the several inconsistencies lining up along the way. As well as the uncertainty, and several preventative forces, attempting to disrupt her uncovering of the truth.

Meanwhile, far out in the rural countryside - an adolescent woman, with a wide capacity for hopes and dreams, pondered over the possibility of belonging somewhere, anywhere.. praying to be rid of the chains of orphanhood, and the godforsaken home for unfortunate children - every second there, haunting her sanity and suffocating every pinch of joy within her.

That is, of course, before the unexpected transpires - leaving the orphan with an immeasurable sense of doubt, and unexpected belonging.