Entry 2: Rituals and Reverence
As the evening deepened, the sound of heels clacking against the wall created this rhythmic beat that just echoed through the silence. We bowed our heads and did this reverent countdown: "Three, two, hello." It was like our secret handshake, this sisterhood bound by invisible threads.
Names floated around us like leaves in the wind: LSA, Willow, Gunner, Autumn, Hunter, Fergus, Luna, Ruby, Cooper, Rosie, Reed, Poppy, Eva. Each name had its own story, its own little universe. Eva. Eva. We kept repeating it, like a mantra or a spell.


















