A young girl stepped out of the woods dressed in rags and holding a onyx envelope. She slowly moved towards the small town on the edge of the forest, each step like an endless torrent of pain.
Where was she?
She didn't know, she didn't know anything except that she needed to keep moving. So with a face bloody and bruised she continued on, into the unknown.
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TheRaven6
Apr 15, 2020 02:36AM
Hey LydiaI just want you to know that I can't imagine my life without you. You are beautiful and amazingSmart and kindI love youView all Conversations
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