| His scent was of blue, and his touch was like water. But her crown stood too high. |
As Veronica Clarence follows a sacred promise that she's made to the soul of her mother, and while her land is fighting in war, she dives alone in the midst of th...
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Like the sea, there's beauty in the serenity she seems to be, and there's strength in the wilderness she holds within.
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To anyone who has ever felt a sting in the heart and felt the need to recover.
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| His scent was of blue, and his touch was like water. But her crown stood too high. |
As Veronica Clarence follows a sacred promise that she's made to the soul of her mother, and while her land is fighting in war, she dives alone in the midst of the night in search of what she'd lost. As she expects the dive to be what she thinks is normal like the last six times she has done it, she figures out that matters aren't going to be as simple as she expected.
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Nothing made sense to me; what they have said so far did nothing but make me perplexed. They seem so calm about all the strange incidents that happened. How come they have clothes if they just popped up on an isolated island? Shouldn't they be wearing clothes made from leaves and wood stuff? How come I was wearing a white swimming suit? I don't like white. If they have clothes why don't they have utensils? I almost got my lips ripped off by the edgy wood of the spoon. There were many questions spiraling through my mind, yet between all the blurry thoughts , I encountered one that made every other voice in my head fall to silence.
