An unknown story in a place where every person needs to cross a deadly bridge everyday.
Will you listen to an old gardener? Will you go to Wet Desert to work? Mr. Bark Wrong did. And all of that happened in two short weeks.
I am planning to continue this when I have time. I miss writing so much and I am catching up. Wait for the next update! Xoxo, Huntress
“I never loved him,” she said with no sign of remorse or guilt in her voice. She almost sounded emotionless, incapable of feelings. “I just didn’t want to be alone,” she finally admitted with a sigh. Her voice cracking a little at the end.
"...Are you okay?" Croaky voice, probably from screaming or crying too much. "Yes." Even though she had lost everything but her life, she was okay. Because she was breathing, warm and still alive. Yes, they were the same. They only wanted to live.