I feel as if I’m wondering through the halls of a daydream. This echoing, silent emptiness an alien sensation to my ears in this place. This place where sunlight sprinkles over specks of suspended dust, turning the air to glittering gold. Waving a hand through the doldrum air I send the particles into an erratic frenzy, whirling and twirling in
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There's some spelling errorsor just something like "he" instead of "the".
The story or whatever it should be called is grand
i enjoyed it and wish i could make a brilliant comment about it, but i dont have that kind of talent
this was really really a splendid ditty and you are great with the descriptions, i could see it happening and (smell it too)the whole time
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