where: the library
for: @rthqstarter
gilly flipped through the book before her. it was something or another about history. “you ever think about if any of it’s real or not,” not her dreams, not her memories, in those she was firm in believing. it was everything else that felt like dreaming. “history is written with so many accounts but what does that truly even mean? if so many people witness the same thing does it really make it TRUE?” it was about now she started sounding a bit crazy to the wrong person, so gilly veered course. “sorry to babble, i’m reading too many bed time stories i suppose.”












