Thread:Heartylover15/@comment-33999335-20180610004422/@comment-32492996-20180714015019

She decided to walk around, see if her heart pulled her towards anywhere.

She stopped in front of a small house. It was black, slightly crooked, destroyed.

Exactly the things you would not want for a house.

Yet somehow, that's where her heart pulled her.

(Darn. I'm about to pull in a new character. May I?)