dreaming of goddesses, sunflowers and italian sunshine.
yet, every heaven has a hell under its surface.
write free, SomeFormOfWriting
miss you, LackingASocialLife
go be great, paperbird
tried to write an epilogue of sorts for the witches piece, but it turned into something completely new. tell me what you think, and whether you'd like to see more piece like this.
Written By: Anha
July 23, 2019