Forever Always
gwennyblooms i got a feeling that i just can't erasethe vacancy that sat in my heartmy guilt will not purify meframed and forgotten, the heiress came back from ashes
My head was down, scraping the brush against the dustpan, when I saw it.
It wasn't glittering like glass. It was heavy, dark gold, catching the light in a muted, ancient way. Nestled right beside the base of the fig tree, half-hidden beneath a stray leaf, was a ring.
My hand shot out, snatching it up before I could think. It was heavy, solid, and cold , a man's ring, thick and old. It wasn't flashy; it was subtly engraved with a seal, a stylized 'G' that looked almost like a coiled serpent. It was clearly antique, the kind of ring that had been passed down through generations, steeped in history and, likely, sin.
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