Hannah Alexander
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The Flowers along West Ridge
It was just another normal day in the flower shop. "A Flower a Day" was a prospering, lovely little flower shop deep in the cesspool that the city of Frikendoor was. Surrounded by massive apartment buildings, skyrises, businesses, and so, so many people, "A Flower a Day" was a breath of fresh air in this otherwise gloomy place. In fact, it was the only sight of nature for miles around it.
By Hannah Alexander4 years ago in Fiction
Morally Grey
In a world where good and bad is not so easily defined, it can get hard when the dice roll and land in the middle. So many things are not black and white anymore that it can be hard to determine what shade you land on. Those shades are determined by the motive of the action.
By Hannah Alexander5 years ago in Humans
Good Samaritans, even on a different continent
So, I'm going to start this off by saying this happened quite a few years ago. There might be a few missing details or gaps because of my own terrible memory, but this experience impacted my life and just goes to show how good humans can be, even if you can't understand each other's languages.
By Hannah Alexander5 years ago in Wander
