ᴍᴀʀᴄᴇʟɪɴᴇ This quiet halls talk of the supposed one. I guess I'm supposed to know who that is but I don't. My body may rest here but the rest of me wanders off at night. I'm about to loose one of the most important relationships I have and he's the only one who could help. ғᴏᴡʟᴇʀ Whispers of my name sprout from all around. Many are in need of my help. Am I the only person who can provide for them? I just want the noise to stop. I live in a constant state of chaos. Will my help really be needed this time ? •• ━━━━━ ••●•• ━━━━━ ••