@cursively ♡ ★ ⋮ ̶f̶o̶u̶r̶ ̶w̶o̶r̶d̶s̶ once upon a time . . . . ୧ , chapter — four where was she? yuying opened her eyes, but she couldn't see anything. there was only darkness. her vision went white. she was back in her room. yuying sighed. she needed to stop having dreams. every day for a week she had been having the same dreams, over and over, and she always woke up feeling like she was falling. she didn't want to get up, but she opened her eyes again. the cold, blank wall stared back at her. yuying got up and opened the book on her nightstand, her eyes following the lines of words she had grown to used to seeing. all of the songs she had written, all of the sketches she had drawn, all of the thoughts she had scribbled. all of it so comforting and so illegal. and then she heard a sound. yuying rushed to her bedroom window and listened. a city bell at 3:12? no, it wasn't a bell. they were notes. sweet, soft, and beautiful. it was music.
