She was a song left unsung– a word left unsaid.
A petal of cherry blossom unswayed by the breeze;
And the forgotten taste of summer wind
They said love was a losing game, and maybe that’s why Arin lost herself loving her own best-friend. In the whispers of solace and tales of romance, Arin navigates through the prickles of life with either a mask to hide the scars she wrote or a wall made up of cobblestone which she built for herself to guard her heart.
my first ever structural word vomit!
please bare with me, i know it isn't anything manga-like and it's more of a light novel thingy but i figured that this would be a great avenue to fish criticisms! <3 do not sugarcoat anything you want to point out. thank you very much!
my first ever structural word vomit!
please bare with me, i know it isn't anything manga-like and it's more of a light novel thingy but i figured that this would be a great avenue to fish criticisms! <3 do not sugarcoat anything you want to point out. thank you very...
