Stories by CandiedJasmine

Edenara, angelic refuge amid a celestial wasteland. A cage.

The weight of an absent God, a talk in the garden.

A confrontation, an uninvited guest with ill intention.

Two birds brush restless, smoking wings, singing each other.

A pair of birds tangle between stardust and rose thorns.

Motivations can be both cruel and tender in nature, Love.

We clip wings for the bird's safety, but without permission.

Morning comes, a message is received, fury's price is paid.