I am the girl who prefers moonlight over sunshine and whispers over shouts. I don't belong to the world of loud parties or endless crowds-my world lives between the lines of unwritten stories and the shadows of unspoken words.

People say I'm quiet, but my mind is a storm of thoughts no one has ever sailed through. I believe in the beauty of scars, the magic of 2 a.m. conversations, and the kind of love that feels like both a secret and a fire.

If you're here, maybe you're curious. Maybe you're looking for the kind of tales that make your heart ache and your soul wander. I write for those who see beauty in broken things and poetry in silence.
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Secrets of Crimson Sun by MacariaMysthic
Secrets of Crimson Sun
In the heart of 1898, when the Philippines is torn between revolution and colonization, a young woman named I...