Aspiring lover with an appreciation for all things aquatic, understated, and warm (not necessarily all at the same time). This is a miscellany of things lost and found.

Fertility says, "Can you just relax and let things happen?" I ask, does she mean, like disasters, like pain, like misery? Can I just let all that happen? "And Joy," she says, "and Serenity, and Happiness, and Contentment."

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Greying by Gabrielle Wee.
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