Wind swept and dragged across the ages. Time had worn her thin. Her once sturdy walls crumbled. He held her in his arms as she finally let what she held in out, and what she refused entry in. Tears fell down his face and mingled with hers. She trembled with fear and acceptance. Too long had she let the past hold her down now she wanted freedom, the redemption that he led her too.
This is a response to "A Once Feral Child" By Ducroisel Meche. https://www.triond.com/users/ducroisjosef
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Wow, I thought this felt familiar. I couldn't imagine a better response, this is really beautiful, thank you.
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