Sweat rolled down her face as she crossed the finish line. She didn't come first, and there was no medal waiting for her. But after months of doubt and sleepless nights, simply finishing the race felt like victory.
SWEAT__ZAPFIC240MONDAY | Ecency
13 August 2026 @marinnewest's Freewrite Writing Prompt Day 3194 Too Much Suffering.ubglo17 ·
