Novel & Cerita The Wild Edge Of Sorrow

I cried out loud while still at the ground, he try to go near me but I pushed him away. "I was too dumb to build you again to complete you again, I tried so hard everyday just to make sure that you will that I loved you that you are being loved, but there you are..... There you are..... You ruined me when I was the one who made you complete." I hold my chest while still sobbing so hard, all I heard in this room ks my loud cry and my painful sobbing.

On the edge of the precipice. ---

Hell no. I scream again. I’m instantly back onto my feet. And then I’m doing everything that Christian has plead with me not to, as I throw my entire body forward towards his direction. The ground underneath me ceases to exist. I shift midair. My thin, slender arms wrap around Noel’s waist. The Edge takes us in its cold, dark embrace. ——————————————————————————————— CHRISTIAN Well. This is fun, isn’t it. I see the pale petals of Athelas, glimmering a low white amidst the soaked grass banks bordering the dark, crystal pool. It lies there so unhidden, so vulnerable.

, He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her closer. "I don't know", she said in between sobs. "I just really... It's so hard y'know, I can't, I just feel so weird and... You're just so beautiful and..", she has officially lost her fucking mind. "I really wanna get outta here", she ended her sad story, sobbing into his chest. He decided that was the perfect time to get to the hospital because she's never been this weird before, not even when she's drunk.

As I slipped my foot in, a sudden, stabbing pain shot through me—there was a needle in the shoe! Blood welled up, and Chloe, ever the silent shadow, slipped a silver-gray mask over my face, her breath chill against my ear. "This is my gift to you, Rebecca." Pushed onto the stage, I danced through the pain, each step a battle to keep standing. The moment I stepped off the stage, my legs gave out and I crumpled to the floor. Thomas walked up to me, his eyes icy and emotionless. I was panting, desperately trying to grab onto his pant leg.

I ask, completely confused. "The book. Hidden edges."

Amid the crisp sound of glasses colliding, I took a sip of the cold beer. The chill slid down my throat, but somehow, it warmed my heart. The road ahead was long, yet there was no reason to look back. Somewhere out there, beyond the horizon, an open wilderness was still waiting for me.

The forest always kept my secrets. My feet met the ground softly, and the moss rose to greet me. The path did not exist until I walked it, unfolding beneath each step like a ribbon spun from memory. Ferns parted, vines lifted. The forest bent around me, from power and command, recognition as well. We were of one breath, one will. The girl’s sorrow bled into the soil. Her magic, volatile, wild, still half-subdued was lashing out, leaving scars in the wind. Even the birds had gone silent, their lullabies smothered under the weight of her grief.

I wished I could dive into some place where no one could see me and I could no longer feel the embarrassment. I’m going to kill him! ***

This will be followed by a shortness of breath, and when your blood pressure drops far enough, you'll lose consciousness and eventually die. Thirty minutes have passed and I am bleeding out rapidly, the pain is unbearable but I no longer fight it. I savor it, thinking that this is the last time I will be able to feel pain, sadness, melancholy, or anything at all. I am just so eager to find stillness and infinity. I just want to get to that place where suffering is no longer an issue and people can no longer hurt you. This is my revenge for all the pain. Maybe, just maybe when they find me lying lifeless in a tub full of blood they will finally see what they all have done to me and how much I