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Date:
2006-10-24 11:45 pm (UTC)
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The shadow stretched along the floor.
The sound of a dry whisper, like a wind among broken glass, a voice from a far room, dying with a dying fall.
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The glint of empty eyes, like dying stars.
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Date: 2006-10-24 11:45 pm (UTC)The sound of a dry whisper, like a wind among broken glass, a voice from a far room, dying with a dying fall.
...There you are...
The glint of empty eyes, like dying stars.