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The heaving in her heart eased down as she unleashed the darkness dwelling in her soul and carved it into her surroundings. After years of agony, she ran and ran until she felt the knots of her anguish loosening. Having reached into the middle of nowhere, admist the dark meadows she felt alive. At home.

There, in the mystical haven she sat. Embracing the loneliness, she built a home all for herself. A home where she kept all her dreams and chaos tucked in. She was the keeper of her tales, the queen of darkness, an allure of her own life. But to others, she was a cipher, a nobody. And this was her corner, her safe haven.
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"In the end, we'll all become stories."

▪︎Aquarius ▪︎ teen▪︎girl▪︎bibliophile▪︎ PCM student▪︎ Indian▪︎ dreamer▪︎ INFJ▪︎ Introvert▪︎
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