writing is an escape. a book weaves a thousand dreams in that little head, and in dreams we enter a world that's entirely our own. a world of love and courage, dragons and impossible things. even the most absurd ideas can seem so perfect and real when brought to life upon crisp pages with the scratching of a pen.
my name is madi, and I write because the world is too terrible to stay in forever .
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Falling Stars
Stirling's dad died in a fire at a roadhouse, and now she's stuck with the Winchester brothers, no matter how...
