It was night.

[black_solstice]

It was night. I dreamed of Ateneo, of creeping on campus, finding places to hide and make out with a boy whose face I can't remember. It was night. I dreamed of a dense forest with tall pine trees that chased me, bowing down to the sea of fallen leaves and doing strange cartwheels in their pursuit. It was night. I dreamed of running away, to a

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[insane_orange]

it sounds like an adventure, to me.