His eyes remain frozen in time, staring at the portrait of his beloved.
His mouth opens, then settles to close, knowing that he could never form a poem befitting for such beauty and grace presented by the photograph.
Plenty of people laughed at him, asking, mocking,
"A poet? You can't even write poems!"
Naturally, a poet without a muse cannot write anything, the same goes for Leonard.
However, while staring at the picteresque sight, he felt that he could at least awaken what lies dormant within his soul.
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[Sooner or later, you'll forget that person, just as how you have forgotten them all.]
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To Live Or To Die? LotM x Reader Oneshots
FanfictionTo live or to die? Ignite the flame of humanity residing deep within your soul. [Cover does not belong to me. Neither does LotM. Lord of the Mysteries was written by Cuttlefish Who Loves Diving.]
