a reminder that strength doesn’t have to shout to be heard
Whether draped elegantly over your shoulders or wrapped snugly around your neck as a scarf
and let the world know: some hearts burn brighter in the dark
it is said to bring with it the hush of the universe and the sparkle of a thousand unseen skies — a token from the girl who once strung the night together with her hands
Margin note:Pincer alignment remains intact
Reflection garden a reminder that strength doesn’tCome in, he says, holding the door just enough to let her pass. I have a present for you. The room is already prepared. Candles set low, their light gathered close to the table, leaving the walls to fade into shadow. He places the necklace in her hands without ceremony. The chain is cool, the strands slipping over her fingers as she lifts it, each red drop catching what little light there is and holding it there. Let me, he says, stepping behind her