remeant
II. Remeant A BLANK SPACE Perhaps, what was meant to be, was not actually meant to be.-ak It was a faint day like any other, but it did have a small twist. He had been counting the days before he could get out of the pickle he put himself in. It was a big mess […]
reverie
Everyone dance to their own beat.– ʞɐ He stared out of the window as the weather turned still dry with a bit of sunshine secretly playing hide and seek with the clouds. It did say that the rain was expected and yet he was still out. Rain never bothered him, anyway. In a matter of […]