An ornate and gold-edged book, of which inside are secrets even she doesn't know or understand. But tucked all through it are leaflets of paper, as if she'd rather not write in the book its self. Except on the first empty page of the book is written in exquisite, flowing penmanship her full name. ~ Lavender Cecelia Morgan.
Tuesday, 07 January 2020
It's been an amazing, and insightful turn. Got to talk to my best friend, the things he said about past events, at the time of the events... made no sense, but amazingly now they do. Perhaps this means I have grown...matured beyond what I was then.
