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⠀⠀Adrian knew of the pretty girl who would watch him, he felt her curious, wondering stares. But, he didn't send returning signals in return, he remained in his dreamy bubble. He knew he wouldn't be able to share mutual feelings with her, he didn't want to hurt her. Purity oozed out of her eyes, he didn't want to ruin that with pain. So, Adrian kept to himself, jotting down thoughts, twisting and replacing words until they formed dreamy poems and whispering them to himself because he was the only one who listened.
⠀⠀He thought of the ocean, and almost felt the salty wind combing through his hair, gently whipping his face and carrying away his insights to the creatures of nature, he felt the desire to walk on the soft sand, to collect washed down artifacts and shells from the shore and collaborating them into beauty unknown.
⠀⠀He really wanted that, but the world is devoid of magic like that, so he waited until he could.
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One with the Ocean
Short Story❝He told me his whole life, holds nothing but pain, that whatever he's been through, gave him nothing to gain. He said he liked the ocean, its freedom and its wonders, for it engaged a wild side of him, awakened a courageous adventurer, but every ti...
