No one seemed to be able to speak, but they all heard it. Some hadn't even felt it so acutely before, yet they recognized it like an old, faceless friend. They could see it too - etched deep in a young man's eyes; written all over a weeping mother's face; in the quiver of the hands of people as they brought them to their mouths to stifle their cries; in trembling lips and wet cheeks of thunderstruck friends. Grief. A tale of Ladybug and Black Cat, told through the verses of Taylor Swift's 'my tears ricochet'. The title is taken from another one of her songs, 'tis the damn season'. (book cover made by me. i found the photo on pinterest. all creds to original person. please dont sue me.)