Cassie Q

I survived. #love #Audrey

I wish I had met you when I was more than just a squiggle and I wish a Ruby Heart could be turned into dust. I wish I could have been the exception to all your ending points #Audrey #love

This could work as a prequel to the Red Story, because it has happened even before I could identify the feeling of herlessness. Many times I'd go out hoping to engage with people and have a nice time but nothing is quite enough, because no one is quite who I want to be talking to. Many times my own flesh looked surreal to me, as I had a vivid sensation of breaking into sharp cold pieces. The coldness from losing Audrey's sunshine and entering the world of the dead now repels

We continue to the third part of the Red Story, where after twisting the dagger all by myself, I lose all my blood, along with any hopes I had of ever finding the one I'm supposed to be with. Now I'm nothing but the shadow of a bride who never gets her wedding. I drew this so I never forget what it was like to be dead. #Audrey #love

The Red Story is the tale of how my heart died, as well as the unintentional participation of a woman named Audrey in it. We started with the last posted piece, 'Winter', about how my offering was rejected and I lost all the sunlight. I suppose I have started by the climax. Today, I share my reaction to that event, which was wishing for a different outcome. The outcome I wished for was one where we could have offered our hearts to one another. I wished for the chance to rip m

The Red Story is how I named a series of five pieces that tell a tale of love and death as it was known from the experience with a character named Audrey. We start with the climax. #love #Audrey