She struggled for air as the thorny vines of her own past grabbed and choked her alive...
She couldn't even breathe let alone try and break free.
This was the deepest parts of her heart as she struggled to live another day.
The remanence of the past she had held in.
The past...of which still haunted her...
I don't even know what happened with that text you see above ^
I kinda like this, actually!
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Art Book 2
RandomREQUESTS: OPEN ART TRADES: OPEN So, this is the continuation of my previous art book >_^