always a firm, solid name. Peculiar, intriguing, desirable. A
name that could emanate its very own melody or song, creating an
effortless, beautiful tune. A name that could set your heart
racing, if only for a moment. A striking word that could fulfil
your wildest dreams or simply, a name to fill a void somewhere
between time and space.
Piper wasn't the most confident of girls throughout our
childhood. She was a quiet wandering spirit, but wholly lost.
Nowhere to go and no one to go with. Meandering between bushes
and trees, creating a path of her own. I was jealous, but
sometimes just watching her could calm me down, a bubble of peace
and sincerity wrapped itself tightly around me, I felt safe, but
only for a moment. And then the bubble would burst and there we
were again, 3 young girls with no hopes, no future, and no
opportunity. Not a penny to spare, yet for Piper it seemed,
almost a blessing. I wonder even now how this could be true but
my mind still deceives me as it always does.
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