Tags

, ,

The smile hid the turmoil inside. She loved deeply; unaware of any other choice. The void within was a constant thing. She expected it. Could find nothing to fill it. So she loved harder.

via And Still She Loved — Penny Wilson Writes

I am so thankful for Penny’s friendship, as we have known each other since the onset of BnV, or so it seems!  For her unswerving support and enthusiasm (she was one of the first to purchase my book Dark Fey The Reviled!)(Nope, I haven’t forgotten, Penny!)  And She is an Inspirational writing I think YOU will enjoy as well. Stop by and see for yourself 🙂