Masquerade Ball

I go to my happy place, and grin from ear to ear. Although it's just inside my head, I need to interfere. I picture an idealic me, in a sweetheart, burgandy gown. My brunette hair in a half bun and the rest a meter off the ground. The clashing waves of my hair, cascading down... Continue Reading →

The haunting sounds of winter.

An orchestra of weather beat on the windowpane. The howling of the wind pliè and flying through the leaves. Thrashing fiercely on the glass, I hear the pouring rain. The haunting sounds of winter entertaining me. The darkness blankets the entirety of outside. Glistening diamonds, decorate the sky. A harem of angels singing in the... Continue Reading →

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