One night was enough to let the fire of self loathing and self worth snuff out. She was tired of wondering and worrying if she was ever good enough. Good enough to be a friend, a leader, a lover, and enough to be that beacon that others can rely on. She searched through herself and through her soul reaching out to the stars. Letting it paint her very being and letting it burn through her whole and whole. A spark of light filled her dull eyes with life and inspiration. With love and self finding she felt free from all the chains she had put herself into.
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They fell and it rattled her bones like a fresh breath in the morning of winter. It was welcomed and blossomed into guidance of self love and with that, faith. She grasped the star and let it sink in. One would say it had corrupted her soul. Others may say it is the turning of a new leaf. But by silence she guided herself to what she wanted for the first time. ✰
Thus began the small noble woman's journey to self love and experience to understand her own way of grasping to the world she has been seeking for an approval all this time. When really she just needed the approval of herself to do for herself and so she had learned through Toke as the time to reflect enveloped her.
