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Four months after the untimely death of her mother, Molly Wilson finds herself confused, displaced, and depressed. Having had to move in with her older sister and her husband, she’s not only at a brand-new school, but living with the sibling who abandoned her as soon as she turned eighteen. She doesn’t know how to trust anyone. She especially doesn’t know how to trust Piper.

Piper is trying her best. Trying to get through to Molly is not easy, and staying afloat is a day-to-day battle. When Molly very suddenly finds herself up against a diagnosis of leukemia, the two sisters are unsure of what to do, and their emotions are everywhere. If there’s ever a time to band together, this is it.

i’m lila, she/her, a fantasy writer who writes about royalty, magic, war, etc, all things fantasy. some of my favorite and most frequently written tropes (what constitutes a trope? not sure) are lgbtq characters and relationships. pretty much every one of my wips contains them. I am an out and proud lesbian <3

i also love utterly dismantling gender roles with lady knights, feminine kings, etc. i love writing romance, again, pretty much every one of my wips includes it. my favorite parts of writing are characters, dialogue, and relationships, whether they be romantic, platonic, familial, whatever!

if you’d like to check some of my writing out, this is the tag for my book gold king blue king, a duo pov mlm fantasy romance in the querying stage!. this is the tag for my short stories, which consists mostly so far of romantic little stories about a knight and king! and finally, this is the link for all the wips i’ve posted about on here. i am looking into trad publishing this year and plan to document my journey here.

If your character had to pick one person as their role model, who would it be and why? What do they admire in this person? How has this role model effected their life and actions?

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It's an orbit,

a millennium

in light years

through a wormhole

projected like an astral phenomenon,

you're basking

in the gleams

of our radiance,

every red lipstick stain

evident in the red lady fruit,

forbidden fruit -

temptation in the shadows,

seeds of my doing;

trecks to the end of the world.

It's a constance in the haunting;

a braille lead to your hands

on my body - on my mind - to my heart,

I'm yours, you're mine;

tempt me like the apple of God's dreams,

fallen like an angel in surrogate streams.

A sorry conversation takes place,

in the darkness

of our sheets -

all that was left;

were the stains

of our dried sweat,

and the bite marks

My paws

lost in the sand,

I'd take pride

in the tracks I left.

Let the music of the wind

carry me for another eternity.

But I'd rather sink -

and sink some more

in the silk

of your braids.

Every grain pours

out of the pores

of my hands,

out of my sorest

out of water; it's driest.

In her absence,

it's incomplete.

With her touch

my cells -

*awkward wave* hi, i’m very new to the writeblr community but i noticed people who just joined doing introduction posts so i thought i might get on the train and do the same

i’m sascha. i’m just your local ghost, haunting the internet and spooking through tumblr, occasionally posting about:

writing advice

writing inspiration

research resources

writing memes

my wips (usually tagging games and stuff. it all gets very gay.)

if you’d like to chat don’t hesitate to drop by and leave a message in my ask box or on private! i’d love to hear you rant about your wips or simply talk to you about anything, really

If I created a Writblr discord server for us to all share ideas, get to know each other, and help each other with our writings, how many of you would join?

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