Previously written words: Cracked Brown Tiles

“She stared at the cracked, brown tiles. The same ones she saw every single day. For some reason, she always managed to see something new in them. Today, their fissures seemed like droughted earth beseeching the sky for just a few of its tears.”

Above are words from the very first book I wrote from beginning to end.


It will NEVER be published. lol!

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