Kelsey Lian
Joined August 2021
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Bio
Just your city girl with her nose constantly stuck in a book, and a love for writing.
Stories (1/0)
The Dove
The house was unnaturally quiet, the wooden floor creaking with its age. Or it could be rain and wind pelting down on the house that was causing it. Of fucking course, Gia thought. How cliché of it to have rained, today of all days. The day she was burying her mother.
By Kelsey Lian3 years ago in Fiction