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If only death had any regard for promises.
I was lonely in a way that I imagine the stars to be, observed by everyone yet too far to truly be seen.
Amazing.
But just because a fear has been conquered, doesn’t mean it’s enjoyable to be confronted with again and again.
The strongest weapon a woman has at her disposal is that she is often underestimated,”
“Thank you. You gave me something to fight for.”
“A king who doesn’t know his people cannot be a king for his people.”
“Never forget that your wit is a weapon to be wielded if only your mind is as sharp as your blade.”
Thank you for entrusting me with the details of you.”
What if I don’t say a thing? Words can only damn if they are spoken.
Grief is a bitch.
Amen.
I understand how she feels. How it feels to be so swallowed, so smothered, by grief.
