From the ashes of pain and loneliness, she rose slowly. Was her sight clearer? The blurred view slowly grew clearer by the second. Was there sensation on her skin? The warm wind gently caressed her frail body. Was there still a heart inside her hollow chest? She could barely hear its faint beat. How could she have possibly survived such a terrible, terrible fate. Her first heart was given to the one she never truly loved. Yet, the betrayal and the companionship was enough to shatter her unblemished heart. Then forth, she made truly horrible choices that not only hurt others but pushed her further away from the thought of finding another love. To list all the hearts she toyed along the way was too much of a cruel reminder. The second time, which she then prayed was the last, broke her heart in ways she never thought possible. It cannot be denied that she had her fair share of wrongs, but it did not merit her the words "I do not love you anymore". It was so easy to slip bac
She walked through the woods with her head hanging down limply. It was one heavy step after another, forcing herself to continue even when her legs were shaking. The forest was never truly kind to her. Beautiful, warm and full of promises whenever first light touches. Yet as night approaches, the wind was bitter cold and monsters lurked in the shadows. The forest left her a prey in the night when she was most vulnerable. It may have been days, it may have been years. Time never made sense after the day she came running into the forest. Foolish and looking for shelter. Naive and weak. She could've left easy, and she could've done it a few times before. She could've ran with the wolves, leapt with the deers or swam with the fish. She just couldn't. Deep in her heart, she knew they couldn't save her. So she walked on her own and she walked away from the darkness. Tired. Alone. Yes, she was always so alone. Looking up felt useless and looking in front only to see no