"tell me the story about how the sun loved the moon so much, he died every night to let her breathe."
So deep and beautiful. I've just spent half an hour translating this juste to truly understand how poetic it is.
I'VE BEEN READING FANFICTION SINCE 7:30AM AND IT'S NOW HALF PAST NINE IN THE EVENING... I can't stand 20 minutes of reading in school , and on here I suddenly become addicted
This prologue is so beautiful i cant understand it. Lol. I mean its deep. Im not really good at speaking and understanding deep english but i think im gonna like thizzz
Omg I wrote a poem/ short story about the sun and the moon and ma tapirs and stuff I fell like it sums up this book even though I haven't read it yet and it's on my account in the book just stuff and Ik this is self promo but I feel like it fits so wellll
^ oh shoot I hope you didn't mind I told them they just seemed confused.
She's a prostitute guys. When she says she only cares about the sounds of the paper she's talking about the money. And she talks about clothes coming off and them taking her, so connect the clues, prostitute. (But honestly this is really good writing wow good job)