User avatar

BreeKeirstyn

  • My Reacurring Dream.

    [i] I remember it like it was yesterday, the thin mist in the distance of the dense forest. The sun was hiding behind the clouds, it was too incredible to ...

    • Short Story
    • Romantic
    2 min read


In short, Mrs. Pontellier was beginning to realize her position in the universe as a human being, and to recognize her relations as an individual to the world within and about her.
— Kate Chopin, The Awakening