The Heart's Four Chambers | Original

A short story of falling in love, learning to love yourself, and growing beyond trauma.

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I wrote this story in October 2021, and it relies heavily on symbolism for you English nerds out there

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Snippet:

It only took an instant to coat the chamber in a thick layer of ice. The chamber remained frozen, anechoic, and silent for years, refusing to thaw, even for grand events. A cage that protected me from the outside, and the outside from me.

It used to be a nice room. I was unsure how long ago that was, but it used to be warm. Then it rained, as the temperature dropped rapidly, killing the newly bloomed flower. It didn't take long before all the light in the room screened through the ice as a dim pale blue.

Recently, however, I have noticed a slight change in the walls I've been sulking against. Perhaps they will melt soon. I'm not sure what has changed to warm the room, but it would be interesting to see this room back in its former glory.

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