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_not submited, read on_ The flame of her skin put out by the wind of her hair. The sparks begin to ripple through the breeze and twinkle through the clouds. A hand sways through the mist and entices the sparks to follow as it slithers down her face making her complexion shimmer. Her hand slinks off her face and glides back to the glittering mist appearing now to sing. Singing to her. Commanding, in deed compelling her to enter. Her feet follow her body into the seductive fog._not submited, read on_ by ~Flutters-Surrenity
Only the Blood remains.
Blue light s create green shadows. Golden strings illuminate incorporeal cotton balls
Sta.sh
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things I value in others: the ability to express puerly, the ability to open uo to someone, the ability to feel, creativity, beauty, bliss, true music.
funny, I posess none of these things.
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Back and in white.
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Back and in white.
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I firmly believe that the novel "Inquilibrium: Behind the Curtain of Life" I'm writing for 4 years now is going to be one of the most life-transforming, hope-giving, insight-bearing book you'll ever read. All I ask of you is to remember me and its title.