[Short Fiction Collection, with both happy and tragic endings]
[The timeline is fictional. Please do not read anything into it about real people.]
[My writing is nothing special, so please don't bash it if you don't like it.]
"My undying love for you slowly blooms amid the flames. Until I wake from this dream, no matter what, please don't let go of the hands we hold so tightly."
Flowers bloom in the depths of winter; the night paints private desire.
"Until dawn wakes me, and I burn with the roses."
Theme: If only life could remain as it was when we first met.
