In the meantime figured I'd include a snippet of MD since I also don't have a short story to post yet either. This is the first journal entry you encounter when reading MD-
March 6
Sometimes all you could do was watch. It was safer that way.
But safe didn’t always protect you. Sometimes being safe was actually worse.
Sometimes watching just made it that much harder to bear. Sometimes instead of
finding peace, you sought the darkness just to know you were alive. Sometimes
you needed to feel that you were. Sometimes that darkness took you
quicker. Sometimes that feeling never came. Sometimes… Sometimes there was
nothing to grasp.
So every time we let
go.
Nice! Can't wait to read the whole thing :)
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