Petals drip from golden hair, which drops so lightly from her head. Rouge rubbed softly in her cheeks, she hums a tune of soft repress. Bluer lace wrapped round her neck- a navy noose adorned with gems. Wrapping silks of whites and reds, she wraps her mind around the end. While teardrops wake in emerald … Continue reading Maiden
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On Writer’s Block
I feel it, at the tips of my mind Like stars that shine for billions of years Before bursting to dust and leaving the darkness behind for us to wander through Without any idea where we’re going, Only knowing that we need to be somewhere and we need to be there soon. A story that … Continue reading On Writer’s Block

