Fragments Of The Hero

According to the world, I was a hero. The eyes that met mine were filled with gratitude, like stars in the night sky, their brilliance reaching deep into the recesses of our souls. But with every act of kindness, a piece of me slipped away, like sand through an hourglass. It was a destiny etched into the very fabric of my being, a slow erosion that gnawed at my core.

GenrePsychologicalSlice of LifeTragedy
UpdatedOct 11, 2023
Writing StatusFinished
Word Count782
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