To be like the map of his heart

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       Dearest  octobre,

I vow very little things, but what I do vow to do is let go of all the things that had betrayed me. As I figure out my great progress in the world of writing, I shall write things that may leave my readers beyond in awe, not because I am so profound but since I am in that much awe of what I hold forth in my hands.

Et that which has broken me to the seas of mére captivating sights.

As a writer I cannot hold back, I may not necessarily try but being the lady I am I cannot do my best with proper purpose, without understanding that the most undesirable of things must be penned. or I hath failed little me. I should like to care less of what the world thinks of me, like my dearest father. The greatest man to traverse the seas et the land in this world though,he be the most heartless of kings, he’s still my mon pére.

  Still may I be like him, exactly like the map of his heart. To all of you seeking a tale to captivate your witts end, I have just started. I must get it droite dearest October, may you be the month that utterly defies gravity et teach the world  the power of time. Merci à toi.

 

chapeau à toi père,
RIanna Kate Shaikh