Creative Writing Journal
Friday, December 9, 2016
Thea 12
"Ah yes, your red-headed goddess. Hair as red as the rust on my dagger, eyes like the dried blood in the meat markets! Will she ever notice you? or shall you remain alone, pinning for all eternity!"
"Shut up
Alán."
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