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I  N  T  R  O

I' couldn't explain how much hate I had burrowed up inside me, fighting and begging to get loose. My world was being pulled out from under me and burned violently to nothing but mere smithereens. I had lost things I never knew I had, stability, sanity, and reassurance that everything was going to be alright. Everything I knew became either nothing at all or unnervingly disheveled rubbish. In those moments of sheer panic fear didn't just live inside me, it became me. It was truly insidious that fear, it corrupted me and took away so much more than just my life, it took my identity.

I had seen what happened in Washington on that cynically sunny and bright unforgettable afternoon. The airships were falling from the sky and it seemed as if the heavens themselves were collapsing. I wasn't just a witness to this harrowing event, that day I was also a victim.

- Alexandra Chapman

Sunday 8:26 pm

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