“ What did she care what became of this world when her loved ones were dead and gone? ”
I'm not going anywhere.
~ Allie Burke
Writing is the voices inside our heads, our minds, the creativity that exists for us to, from nothing, create alternate worlds, manipulate a personality or to introduce a new kind of love, a new kind of hate or pain or happiness or wonder or... anything we want. Through words, we can do, we can be anything we want.
She was addicted to literature like some people were addicted to heroin.
Now, Emily didn't make a sound. There was something more defining about the soundless reality that condemned the paradigm of passion.
