Ι΄α΄α΄‘ α΄α΄ π
α΄ΚΙͺα΄’α΄ α΄α΄α΄α΄Ι΄α΄’Ιͺα΄
Ιͺ ΚΙͺα΄α΄ ΙͺΚα΄Ι΄κ±, Κα΄α΄ Ιͺ Κα΄α΄ α΄ κ°ΙͺΚα΄.
α΄Κ α΄α΄ΚΙ΄ Ι΄α΄α΄‘.
Κα΄?
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no matter how dark the night, morning always comes, and our journey begins anew.
πΈππΎππΆ ππΈπ¦ππππΎπ retweeted
Ι΄α΄α΄‘ α΄α΄ π
α΄ΚΙͺα΄’α΄ α΄α΄α΄α΄Ι΄α΄’Ιͺα΄
Ιͺ ΚΙͺα΄α΄ ΙͺΚα΄Ι΄κ±, Κα΄α΄ Ιͺ Κα΄α΄ α΄ κ°ΙͺΚα΄.
α΄Κ α΄α΄ΚΙ΄ Ι΄α΄α΄‘.
Κα΄?
Not with Ethan home.
Not when others could smell it.
Tonight?
Tonight belonged to Eliza.
The smoke filled her lungs like a lit fuse β steady, slow burning, inevitable. She held it for a few seconds. Letting it anchor her. +
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β β β β * π«π’π ππ‘πππ ππ¨ππ’π©ππΜ ππ’π ππ‘π’,
β β β YOU DONβT πΎπππ TO CROSS πππ.
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