My words bloom in silence, painting worlds I wish existed.
Between whispers and pages, I find peace,my stories speak when I can't.
Soft heart. Quiet strength. Endless imagination. ✨ Umayma Naseer Tegina 💫
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Story by Muhammad Maimuna tegina
EMERALD
Who's supposed to peck me now that you're leaving without saying a word?"
Fathia laughed, knowing exactl...
