The gull flew into the dusk. And the next morning, the calendar flipped to February, as if Janairysss had never been there at all — except for the lightness in Elara's chest, and the fact that she finally knew how to begin.
Elara walked to the edge of the frozen sea, tied the letter to the leg of a silver-feathered messenger gull, and whispered, "Take the 'ssss' with you." janairysss
By the seventh and final day of Janairysss, the letter was finished. It was not perfect. But it was true. The gull flew into the dusk
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