𝐞𝐩𝐢𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐡

── born to die

❝ she seemed to be created where falling stars live, all colours and explosions meshed into one singular person ❞

❝ and it meant you could never look at her in the eyes, for it was like trying to watch the sun ❞

❝ and when she opened her mouth to sing, i could have sworn on all the gods above, that time stood still ❞

in which the mystery of aurora trueman has been confusing people for years and now people only want answers

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