You see a young woman, one hand pressed to her eye. She looks so lonely, watching someone that you know she is too afraid to speak to, strangled in the expectations of her role. Regret is a sharp pain in one eye, the scent of water and flowers as she sinks below the surface.
This one, unfortunately, does not have anything positive or hopeful as it fades.
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Date: 2022-09-04 12:26 am (UTC)This one, unfortunately, does not have anything positive or hopeful as it fades.