[ It was as if
the only goddamned way
for Harmony to grow
was if Orsai was chained to her bed. ]
Orsai is alive.
Bedridden, but still breathing.
Despite the strange events leading up to the accident, Harmony swea...
Taking a d b r e a t h, e e p air filling my lungs,
I try to ignore the heavy f o o t f a l l s
the squealing wheels of wheelchairs and gantries, the m u r m u r of conversations
but they seem to ROAR in my ears
as I stand outside her door.
Another breath, I roll my shoulders back
and walk right in.
Orsai looks up and I realize that the other girls are busy talking with their visitors,
parents, siblings, family and friends.
Her attention is fixed on me.
I shuffle over to the chair at her side and try to smile,
"Hey, how've you been? Um...I'm sorry... for what I did last time.
Please forgive me?"
A pause, she frowns
and my heart drops,
"Yeah, whatever,don't make a big deal out of n o t h i n g, Harmony."
A.N. this is what I imagine 18 year old Harmony to look like:
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I never mentioned before but she has grey eyes. Just to clarify, one more time, Harmony's personality and a few other things are based on myself. But her appearance is not, as much as I wish I was born a tall, grey eyed Turkish girl ʚ♡⃛ɞ(ू•ᴗ•ू❁)
By the way, how many of you have watched Garden Of Words? What are your thoughts?
