An open book she was, but littered with the smudged, stoic prose of unfathomable silence. He read her gently, caressing her lines, uncreasing her frayed edges, until she whispered secrets long forgotten. Now she lies, her sated pages inbreathing the new, moist reality of an unbound freedom. #OpenBook #SmudgedProse #UnboundFreedom #YoPoWriMo18 #yqbaba
