"Please, can you give living another chance? Can you allow yourself another chance?”
Huge thanks to my friend AmbroseArietes for fighting my anxiety about this with me. (My hands are shaking even now…)
I didn't expect this to be so long. I told myself I'd play it safe, but… well, I think this was a risk after all. Even if it's not up to standards (it should be, I got crit) I'm happy with it. I've never written something so longform without splitting it into chapters.
II don't have a lot to say about this. I based it on The Snow Queen. It kind of went of the rails of that? So… oops.
Thanks for reading!
By ourselves, we’re no one. It’s when other people look at us and see someone— that’s the moment we each start to exist.
