For Atia.
Things are different.
Everything is different. She is not what she was.
A constant shouldn't change.
She thinks she cried, but she wasn't sad.
Now she is calm, at least. It's a moutain where she sits, secluded enough. But she's sent someone an invitation to visit.
Everything is different. She is not what she was.
A constant shouldn't change.
She thinks she cried, but she wasn't sad.
Now she is calm, at least. It's a moutain where she sits, secluded enough. But she's sent someone an invitation to visit.