veil | W. Axl Rose

𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘢𝘱𝘩𝘺𝘴𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳
Whether it manifested as a fleeting specter, casting its ephemeral shadow across the girl's dreams, awakening her on that least likely of mornings, remained forever veiled, destined to elude her comprehension. All she knew, when she opened her eyes, was that the world was somehow altered. In that springtime, this wound had been unimaginable, this madness, but it had lain before her, undetectable as a land mine. She didn't know his name yet.
17.12.2023