Amaranthine

Mara had always wondered what happened to people and their legacy after they've died. She didn't want to be forgotten that easily, all due to the stupid fact that everyone is destined to die at one point or another. To avoid being nothing more than a mark on the ground with a few mundane words in remembrance, she sta...

let go

letting go of the words unsaid.

Shadow

❝He was her sun, who turned her into a shadow.❞ Where I write and sometimes compile poems that remind me of you.