WanderingArtistex07

There was once a young boy broken and without hope, who sat so lonely away from others. He feared their hearts and hands, he was just a skeleton now. So feeble and thin, he would shake when the wind blew, wobble when standing, and break when touched. A girl that glimmered with a beauty that even the stars in the night sky couldn’t match. Her laugh was infectious and filled every room she was in with warmth. She was strong like a warrior, and proud as a wolf. She was kind and silly, she loved fun and freedom. She was light and beauty made physical, but she saw the boy all alone, so thin, and frail shaking alone. She smiled at the boy but