Her voice was high. It had the touch of living water. With its own mind. And yet it had a gentle, human tone. Most people just live in the eye of the storm. That’s all there is to it. But for some, who live in another world. There is a bliss that comes from waving the white flag. Dark Dreams. Dark Sky. Dark land. Dark city. Dark reason. Dark reasons why. All I know is I don't want to leave her.

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