to my lovely readers: just a quick little something I whipped up around 1:30 this morning my time. I swear, my muse will be gone for months and then just magically reappear and be teeming with ideas—no rhyme or reason to it all, lol. but I guess that's why I love being a writer, you never know when inspiration will hit!
disclaimer: uh-uh; you know the drill ;)
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/maybe it's her love for classic literature, but she's enthralled by the novelness of it all/
-ezria season 1-
Maybe it's her love for classic literature, but she's enthralled by the novelness of it all.
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The passion. The frustration. The stealing of sidelong glances and inconspicuous smiles. It's just so cliché. It's too much.
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When he kisses her in the rain, it's even more cliché. But at the same time, it's like nothing she's ever experienced before. It's hot, and intimate, and breathtaking. She prays it will last.
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Unfortunately her happiness is only temporary as –A soon reminds her. Because everyone knows that forbidden love merits tragic ends. (Look at Romeo and Juliet).
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She only hopes that they can cheat fate, but if not, then she'll settle for dying in his arms.
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Talk about a dramatic ending.
hope you all enjoyed this! and for my fellow easties—hope you're all staying safe during this awful hurricane. thanks for everything ;) love you guys 3
~chris