

Story in 100 WordsLost and wondering, that is what she told people when they stopped her in the street. Her clothes ragged, her hair matted, her face drained from the time she had spent wandering through the dark ruins of a former grand city. She reflected back on a time when she wore suits of silk, her hair in a tight chignon, and her face decorated with the latest trends in beauty as society dictated. Her path was well known then and all was clear. However, the feeling deep inside her was the same now as it always has been, lost and wondering.Story in 100 Words
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look, find, free.
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To create Mythology you have to be an open book. -Gerard Way
No matter how many times I see you I always get butterflies.
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