MysticAnu: Recent Episodes
Anu Maharjan
And there she was, Disoriented but not distracted. She had been little bit of out of place. That hatred and pang of envy enraged all over their face. Zipped lips sharpened for taunts that she’ll be provoked. Like you ‘ve been weighed in the beam balance of how far you can take. Look at the mockery of the world, Where hatred is ignited right in those eyes. They’d believe everything out from their new allies. Oh tempraments and intents they talk it all about. Like you can read them once you reach them. While she’s climbing up onto the uphill of success; Times when she was taken mediocre way below par. Like she have no purpose for lending hands all times. Little did she know she was being judged. For the choices and the reasons she had explored. And the burden of being delicate she realised, She catches that vibe and empaths with the pain… Sensitive as she says to herself, That has what saved her from being fake…