Luna lines
as I was pushed against the wall. My face conto
ough with all this sly acting. Josh says with
g from him is enough to make me puke
eople's cruel nature was slowly getting to me. Their wicked words an
abandoned by my parents and family just a few months after I was born.
rew up without my family, I don't deserve any respect or
became a bestseller, they started warming up to me.
ding rejection letters upon rejection letters,
ke a quick stop at the grocery store, only to come across Josh, w
h you with a nine-foot-long pole." I said in a moment of
t before he grabs me by my arm, h
y asks the moment she turns around the corner to
Josh says in an anno
Ria, steps closer to us, her exp
o leave, sir." Ria says in a ha
ared that he wouldn't budge, but then suddenly he let go of
efore storming off, but not b
t the tip of my tongue, but she doesn't wait another sec
hould follow after her to thank her or whether
oming in contact with another person who wouldn
home, admiring the clear blue sky. Just as I step out onto the street, I find Jos
, running back in the
again, I'm being forced out of my comfort zone
ows, cutting through alleys with
the police station to make a report, a sm
ntage
into it. I try to reason about the fact that I really need to go home, but it's almost l
called out from behind the counter, pulling my atten
aky tone, unsure of what
omething you want to buy? The shopkeeper asks with a nice a
ght smile, grateful to h
teady my breath. The place is crowded with all sorts
ather clock, its wood dark and polis
almost reverent, "belonged to a countess who swore it
in place. There was something eerie about it,
ach one framed in intricate designs th
mored to reveal not just your reflecti
eemed to shimmer, almost as if it was alive, and I qui
s are immediately drawn to the object resting there-a dark, ornate inkwell. Th
asked, my voice bar
it once belonged to a writer whose words could alter reality itself. But be careful,"
agnetic pull. "I'll take it," I say, the words escaping before I can se