SomeForgottenGnome

I used to believe in love stories, that was when I was still ignorant.Once upon a time, in France, their were two people who fell in love with each other. They went out a few times, then the girl asked the boy if he would be her boyfriend. He said yes, and four months later they moved in together. Two years later and the boy asked the girl to marry him. She said yes. They were happy, or at least she thought they were. But one day, a month before the wedding, the boy left. He said he didn't love her anymore.The girl moved to New York City, hoping to find a new life, but she no longer believed in true love.…

SomeForgottenGnome

She sleeps and sees glimpses of a terrible past. When she wakes, it all disappears, and she's back in her daily routine. Or at least that's the way it's been until now. Now she's fading. The thread of life that was handed back to her after she died is fading. Her precious senses are slipping from her grip. And now she is faced with the same questions she chose to run from before. Will she follow the inevitable path into the white fog, or will she run again, and hide behind the mortal curtains.…