Simran
The pixels swam for a moment, the briefest instant. I might have missed it or put it down to a splitting headache but for the fact that, when I looked up, nothing was quite the same.
Her wrath was not much to behold. She was so practiced in the art of self-control that she could burn with rage without so much as a terse word.
Never. I refuse. Shan't.
This is my home, it is the only place I will ever call that and if I left I would never be going to, I would always be fleeing from.
writing since 2013 · 7 entries · 4 days shown up
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the words Simran reaches for
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