Status: (Please note that this was the first story I wrote when I was a teenager which is why you may encounter many amateur mistakes.)
Her Flux
Her hair smelled like nature,
Her skin felt silky soft,
Her crimson lips looked untouched,
Her heart had so much love to offer,
and she was broken...
But to him,
Her Flux
was overpowering...
- Prologue.
- Cotton threads.
- Curved set of marble stairs.
- Young and special.
- Inner thoughts.
- Essence of love.
- Pride in history.
- A bright light.
- Misrecollect.
- Decisions.
- Silent dancers.
- Forgotten.
- Ashes to ashes.
- Witches will burn.
- White lights.
- Snowflakes.
- Osculation.
- Eternal ruler.
- Promises.
- Betrayal.
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Epilogue.
fin.