Like Words || Ramshackle
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  • Reads 10,427
  • Votes 318
  • Parts 12
  • Time 1h 43m
Ongoing, First published Apr 14, 2024
!! These characters aren't mine-the creator of Ramshackle is Zeddyzi ! This is just a fanfiction !!

Stone regains his interest in poetry. (SkippingStone Fanfic !!)

Word count: ≈ 21,000

Stone began to explore the complexity of words. Does it grasp love? Most certainly. After retrieving his writing passion deep in the 90s, he pours his pure feelings into it-resulting in a spontaneous overflow. What kind of poems does he write? 
Acrostic? Freestyle? Sonnets? Haikus? Everything. Healing and hurtful words sing to him, inviting his heart to an intricate experience. 

Skipp finds out about it.

Nothing possibly odious could happen; just an establishment of several trysts as they both like words. 

(cover page art by me)
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