Tove in motion
"It was as if her life had been taken away from her.
All wise words about reality, and the low-voiced tries from people in her immediate surrounding, explaining that something wasn't right, they made no sence. She wore a shield of glass.
Moments that could've been beautiful and memorable, flew past in a higher velocity than ever before. She could only get glimpses of them, and they were impossible for her to grab hold of, impossible to let in.
Inside her shell, she created the only luck she could get. A false happiness. A poisoned happiness, that drained her body.
But still, after all this deliberate self-disgust, she started trying to fight for her way back to life again."
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