sad?

There were many things that made up what she was. Who she was. Like a gem with too many angles and perspectives, where light could hit it differently. Hurt had never come to mind when she thought of herself. It didn’t, until tonight at least. She was now. She couldn’t breathe. Not as she...

The wind was gentle, yet there was the occasional howling breeze in the air. The sky was dark with stars dotted among the night sky, which is normally the time where most of the people in Regalia would be asleep. Only the crunching of footsteps against the snow-coated street could be heard...