Chapter 98
As dreary as a starless night sky
As quiet as a barren desert where even sands fail to sift
As innocuous as a single dewdrop on a blade of grass
As untouchable as chasing the shadow of a ghost from a life gone by
As astounding as a speed breaker that refuses to give up
As disheartening as the thorn ripping through a delicate petal
As disparaging as the tear of a dove
As antagonising as shattered glass cutting her palms
As detached as feeling naught from glass shard
As still as a final tear from the eyes of her broken heart that falls in an abyss so deep, it's endless
As still as stillness does
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