Mary

Joined September 2020

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"Reading is the sole means by which we slip, involuntarily, often helplessly, into another's skin, another's voice, another's soul." - Joyce Carol Oates.

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a warm embrace
Like a warm embrace with the scent of home it will be there for you in your own little zone. Nothing will ever bring more comfort
By Mary2 years ago in Poets
Reasons Why
I'm late. That was the only thing that Emilia could think of as she stood in front of the school gates – that, and how much she didn't want to be there right then.
By Mary3 years ago in Fiction
The Train of Abaddon
The constant sound of rumbling in the distance isn’t what awakened Lexi, nor was it the sun rays that made her see the pink behind her eyelids as she started to grow conscious. It was the bumping of her head against the hard floorboards. The lack of voices in the room.
By Mary3 years ago in Fiction

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