they have only known cages. and they are awake and asleep at night. they are not looking to lead a normal life; they do not know what normal is. they have never seen it, never experienced it. and they are all made of what's different, are Unseen. they are words like dust with no ground to settle on. they are like Snowflakes drifting alone. they are so many characters, they are Aruni and Maya. they toil beside an untitled story and House of Stones with few residing in neverland we will come to know as Snowridge. they bleed onto the pages from a faraway existence. they have potential. they are wishes and possibilities. they just are. ~akira
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Oct 11, 2023 07:36PM
I brought this book back. This was a precious one for me, new, and amateur but my first complete here. And I am proud of it. There is a lot to improve still and we would get there. We are in work in...View all Conversations
Story by akira
aruni
her name is Aruni. and like the sun, she will rise after the dark and let every sunrise find her different.
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