Beaming Faces, Bleeding Hearts

Green.

Crystal green.

Those eyes. Her heart tugged at the slivers of gold in them. Maybe she had searched for the corners where the green met the gold sometime, maybe.

Auburn.

Dusky Auburn.

Those hair. Her fingertips tingled with the softness they beheld. Maybe she had traced them sometime in her life, maybe.

Him.

Pages of her mind turned blank when she saw him, but the strings of her heart fluttered. As if she had known him for eons. Or maybe she did.

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In an abyss of unfurling miseries where the dark demeanor of the harsh realism engulfs her in its tentacles, Emerald discovers a ray of hope to ignite her doomed existence from diminishing. Blemished mercilessly by the worldly demons and by the disease, she yearns to be one of the chosen ones not to die, but to live.

Tune into Emerald's tale of unwavering hope and relentless strength!