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The stars glimmered brighter than ever before as though they knew what would transpire. Contrary to the men below who chattered, clinked their wooden mugs and laughed wholeheartedly. Gathering at the bonfire, they reminisced stories. Others deemed to be their deepest, one they never fathomed to ever tell a soul. But the night was theirs, and since none knew what held tomorrow, they sought to share. A young boy scraped the ground, heading to the stables. On his arms were a saddle, he pondered why he had to place them at such an hour but to av...
When Laverna saw flames coming out of my hands, I was sure she was going to run and our relationship would end right there and then. Instead, I saw her vibrant smile, comparable to when a child does something for the first time and reaches out to their parents in the hopes they would see and appreciate what they have done. The glimmer in her pupils were like miniscule stars that twinkled with enough energy, and even though they were small, their light was still able to shine the vast sky. That smile, that was what made me fall in love with ...
Tristan woke up, his wrists were killing him. He tried to lift them, they refused. They were clung to something. He looked down and saw them strapped at the rests of a chair as well as his legs. Where was he? How did he get here? He tilted to the left and saw a tinted window showing his reflection. His beard was bushy and most probably unwashed for days. His brown leather jacket also fitted the same role. It was tattered only holding on with the stitches made that were almost everywhere. All this he saw from the one bright light hanging at t...
"Today is April 31," I say with a gulp. "What should I get for Dahlia?"Bruno looks at me, I can see it in his eyes, he's tired that we are going back to this topic. "Dante," he says with a frown, placing his palm over his brow. "This is the final time I am telling you this. Tell your wife, what's wrong with that?""Hell no! She'll think I'm some incompetent parent. That I don't know anything about my daughter.""How many years has it been before you've seen each other? And now because you've denied another suggestion, what do you want me to do...
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The thunder strikes across the clouds, it's raining that much to almost flood the town. It's at night and I peer at the top of the store, DIANA'S ANTIQUES. I can understand why they have such a name, their actual business isn't really legal to say the least. A car rushes behind us with headlights made to blind someone. I'm pretty sure the driver could have noticed someone standing there at a store but who am I to say anything. It streaks through the road and a puddle of water rises hitting my back. Thanks a lot, but that proves why I'm here ...
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