I used to be a dreamer
Until they crushed me and made me forget what it was like to dream.
Now I'm trying hard to remember what it feels like,
to dream and convert those dreams to letters written in fine black ink.
Stay tuned until I find inspiration and the heart to attempt writing once again.
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Aishah_Rose
Mar 24, 2015 08:03PM
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The Pearls of Elydius
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Regan knows she has very little chance of getting there, to the New World. Time has passed, and only a few mo...