Beautiful Lie
It takes a carefully trained eye to see her. She sits alone, her mud brown hair caked to her face with dark circles under her eyes from lack of sleep, her skin is milk white like an albino. She is startling to behold, but it is not her appearance that enraptures people and stops them dead when they see her; it’s the emptiness in her eyes, the hopelessness of it all. All who see her want to help her but none have been successful.
The daily commute who see her these days can only smile sadly, knowing she will not accept their help, it’s
No one pays her any mind anymore and both parties seem to like it that way. But there is an exception to everything, a rule breaker to every cause.
The only problem is, he broke the wrong rule.
Now he's stuck with her with no way of getting home stuck in a strange place that is not quite reality.
But if its not reality...what is it?
The daily commute who see her these days can only smile sadly, knowing she will not accept their help, it’s
No one pays her any mind anymore and both parties seem to like it that way. But there is an exception to everything, a rule breaker to every cause.
The only problem is, he broke the wrong rule.
Now he's stuck with her with no way of getting home stuck in a strange place that is not quite reality.
But if its not reality...what is it?