❛i am irritated by my own writing. i am like a violinist whose ear is true, but whose fingers refuse to reproduce precisely the sound he hears within❜
-gustave flaubert
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Story by writingasjojo
She Gave Her Grief a Thousand Mout...
Qâ Wuoni was born with a bare wrist, and in Qohor, that is to be born already condemned. The Unmarked are sta...