Hopelessness is a friend to me.
Hope
In the Back of My Mind, Part 2
I gripped my chest as a pain began to strike at my heart which pulsed hard and fast.
The Library
“Welcome to the Library, Jake,” she said. “I am the Librarian.” She shook his hand firmly. “Now, is there anything I can help you to find?”
String
"Keep playing."
Dark Stranger
The dark stranger rides along in glee.
Nightingale
Will he hear only sad songs again?
Writer by Grace 