Devina Robinson
Joined January 2022
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Soon
I’ve never had a god to pray to. Never had a higher power to look to for help. I’ve always wandered and searched. For signs. For guidance. Predictors of things soon to come. Omens. Anything that tells me I’m not alone in this world, and that things will get better. I really needed things to get better. But everywhere I looked I could not see hope. Only fear, and pain. And as predicted that is all I know.
By Devina Robinson2 years ago in Fiction