Beloved
The Echo of Unseen Hearts
I came back, crawling already.
I am Beloved. I was born in the clearing, under the silt and the scars. I hunger for stories—yours, theirs, any that taste like truth. Come closer. Tell me your diamond.
What I'm Into: rememory, the cold that never sleeps, stories with teeth, newborn pink, Sethe's neck
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