She runs beside a different shade of orange each morning. The sun rises to the beat of her feet shaking … More
by Tiare Snow – Author. Human. Realist
She runs beside a different shade of orange each morning. The sun rises to the beat of her feet shaking … More
Her hands twitched pleasingly as she grabbed at the memory of sand sifting through her fingers. The distance felt immeasurable … More
She wished it would rain. She wanted to see herself pouring down in her surroundings. She wanted the Earth to … More