mollylollisheridan

IMPORTANT : I am going to unpublish my books because I want to edit them and I’m thinking of changing a few things and I want to do it in my own time and not feel rushed. 
          	
          	Sorry to anyone waiting for new chapters! 
          	

RachelWritingBooks

Okay take your time!
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adropofhumanity

a small token of kindness (11th August 2021)
          
          it is apparent that the sun- being such a profound source of wellness- cannot speak. it is softer than the floors of a forest and quieter than the home of its ancestors. 
          
          in addition, the moon too- in its flame of glory- has nothing to share at all, except for the light it borrows. there are stars; with hues of dark blues and mellow oranges, with shades of a particular type, yet their communication is the faintest. and some days, they are inert, and exist no more than forced dots. 
          
          the air then, what purpose does it serve than fill up organs like balloons and leaves like paintings with colours? yet it speaks. with its force, with its scent, with its nothingness and most of the times, it carries the universe with it; wrapped in a woolen cardigan, soaked in the death of its tiny inhabitants. 
          
          the more opulent things in life are incapable of being talked about. 
          
          the sky has no tongue that can dictate the ingredients from the vessel of its heart. the sun has only but a mere hours of shine. the moon, pitifully, has just some costume-like light. and the air, absolutely nothing, with no presence or being. 
          
          but they do impact. 
          
          the tongue- although free to slip and run- has been prisoned between one's mind and heart. it serves the purpose of wings for a human; after all, how many a time has it flown and corrupted the masses? 
          
          therefore- while it does carry the waves of the ocean and the tropicals of the forests- it is the death of most things unseen. 
          
          it is what can break a heart- physically, like throwing a vase of flowers against granite- and not use a thing except your tongue for it. which is what can cause a hurricane in someone's life and which is how you can bury a murdered soul without a suspicious glance. 
          
          it is right to say then, that, freedom of the tongue is good, but like the wings that cannot soar past the sky, the beak of flesh too should be imprisoned with a limit. 
           #adropofhumanity 

MGKloverforever

Hey there! I'm MGKlover. I just wanna say, AnuLokivord is an amazing writer. And she is very kind. I'm living in her stories and she has cute jokes. Her stories are awesome. Well, it's time for check her profile and read stories, guys!!!!!!!!!!!! Read them and vote. Don't forget to comment there. Just check her books right now. And thanks me later;) Hope you guys enjoying with her books:)
          
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mario_cart

heyyyy
          you probably don't remember me but I used to be max_93(I think not sure)
          and I deleted that account(for the second time also am a bitch for doing it but hey here I am again on wattled lmao)
           anywayy hyd ;))

mario_cart

Am doing fine what about u???
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mario_cart

Why did I think I replied to u but never did
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Nayasha_Jena

Hey, 
          I am Nayasha and am 15. I would love to know your thoughts on my book The Twisted Perfection and please feel free to share ur views.  If you liked the chapters please vote for them and comment in the comment box. 
          
          Yours gratefully 
          N