I had literally spend so many hours almost ready to cry as I listened to my favorite piano pieces, many which I didn't add to the chapters.
If you know me, by my poems and such, you'd know how a piano strikes me. One night it was all too much for me, and I weaved a story that I would only need the dripping melodies of a piano to write.
Thank you for reading it all, and I hope you had enjoyed it. This may have not been my first story of an odd pairing, and to call it a love story would leave a bittersweet residue on my tongue. It seems more of a simple sad, unfortunate tale that we all need to hear,
...to know that love can sink into such a eerie, dark place, but still be labeled love to many.
Thank you, reader, and I hope your heart beats its wings with every story you begin to read, write, or live.
- Alma Coraimy
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Mystery / ThrillerDeep in the rural plains of Montana, a charming, half-demented young man with vitiligo, kidnaps young Blanca due to her open-mind, intellect, and kind, accepting nature. She is held captive far from civilization in his small home along with another...
