Alice V. Godbout

Joined July 2022

2 stories

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Discovering myself and loving the journey.

Hobbyist beginner writer!

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Where the magic goes
I was born with magic and glee. A wonderful spirit untrampled and free. The world called to me and my voice till three. My magic grew trees, and let the seas run sprees, in the canyons and rivers, where they could be free.
By Alice V. Godbout3 years ago in Poets
Mirrored
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. A voice-less world, shared by nothing but solitude. A place of contemplation, a place to reflect. What better agony than the doubt of my place. All alone, voice unheard, nobody watching, existence uncertain. Tell me, am I alive because you can hear me scream?
By Alice V. Godbout3 years ago in Futurism