She devoured the words,
consumed their soothing elixir.
She caressed each page with her fingertips
as they stirred her longings and met her deepest, darkest fears.
She delighted in each small triumph
and mourned over losses that seemed only a lifetime away.
She invited them into herself
and bared her very soul.
And even though the story ended,
she carried them with her so that they became a part of her.