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10-10-03, 09:29 PM
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LowerTown's Finest
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Grave of the FireFlies
IP:
That's the day I died...
"Why do fireflies hafta die so soon..?" The question pierced my Ears. The fact that she presented so calm and brave slightly increased my fears. And Eerie sense fell upon me like a cape, drenched in the moonlight at dusk. Clouding my vision, I sensed the incoheirant spirits and atuned might with trust. Lust fell at my feet as the fireflies illuminated the night surrounding me. Astounding.. I sat back with her and viewed, like.. Not paying attention to the sound of these. AirRaid sirens in the background, yet none touched our altered aura. The war enhanced mechanisms, sent daized persona to states of criminal horror. As the clouds shifted and lifted our spirits and grew, once beyond infiity. And confided within her palm was the answer to the questions she had given me. Something so delicate, yet so beautiful at the same time. As the grave was submerged deep into the dirt mound, Of which all the shame finds. Grasped deep within illuminessence, bounded by such a fortress. Within the rectangular prism, submission cornered the ashes meant to support it. Tin Complextion, Contagiously, her smile captured me like an Infection. And drifted amongst my profile, embracing my skin with the giddy direction. As the fireflies danced among the stars, our life would be completely dark without them. Netting carressed the tattered bedding, slept uneasy due to the tainted outcome. Though the sickness spread with ease, I was obliged to help her through the bend. Cremation ignited but later then, she replied with a drousy "Thank you.." and never woke up again... And I never went back to the shelter...
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