Literature
OW: A Story that Came to a Stop
Willow tossed and turned underneath her comforter, the morning light irritatingly shining over the treeline and into her eyes. With a grumble, her body shifts and turns, trying to get comfortable once more as her body curled up into itself. Despite her best efforts, she couldn't get back into a sleep-like trance and surrendered, eyes cracking open and blinking furiously. Something catches her attention along her nightstand--a dark blob sat poised, as if waiting eagerly for her to arouse. Another groan slipped out as her gaze shifted across the room towards the lump in the other bed. "Celest?"
No response.
"Celest, there's something on my de