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12-24-2015, 11:12 PM
I am a dark mind on a quiet night. I am a silver shadow in a new light. Wandering through the darkness, the meadow closing in, I feel my breaths start to quicken as I hear the sound of the hum. It's quiet from where I stop and stay for a little while. Listening. In the quiet of the night it's rare and nice and I feel like I've heard these jingle bells before. It's a wonderful sound and I couldn't ask for more on a night of such joyous sounds. But my mind had been somewhere else that day, traveling away, finding places it should not see at this age. Opened up to things it has yet to understand. Darkness pushed and pulled and tried to get into my head. There was an evil there that I could not escape. I didn't like this shit feeling in my stomach when I lurched forward finally after a long moment of listening to the sounds. I wanted to hear them more clearly. I moved forward and headed towards the sound of the humming and the bells. It was sweet in my ears, like molasses, slow and thick. A smile grows on my face as I push forward, a soft layer of snow falling, I'd almost hardly noticed it. Entranced by the light I'd found in my previously dark thoughts. Pushing my way towards it, I find that there are many here that I know. My dear friend Aeolus, Res the woman with the valiant dragon of red. Rhoa's brother, Ivezho and many more. We gather and stare and smile in awe and I whisper a soft, frail "hello" greeting the turtle with a smile. My eyes were dark, but the light reflecting off the virgin snow makes my eyes sparkle with a lying light. "Talking" Spice |
Gᴏᴏᴅ Gɪʀʟs Aʀᴇ Bᴀᴅ Gɪʀʟs Tʜᴀᴛ Hᴀᴠᴇɴ'ᴛ Bᴇᴇɴ Cᴀᴜɢʜᴛ
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