Nature

Endurance
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Endurance

There will be days like this one. Not warm enough to fight. Not bright enough to shield from. But with incessant dripping acid drops that corrode every spot of your spirit. When every impatient word lands like burning shrapnel on your skin. And when every thoughtless action & every unreturned…

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Reader

Everyone else withers away into corpses, but a writer leaves behind a corpus. Reading is an act of timeless love. JK Rowling twists my , George RR Martin salts the wounds. I bleed willingly. I cried for Tonks, I cried for Ygritte. I can’t forgive Jon Snow. It’s hard to…