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[kiizu]

I thought about the dream of the wind and chose the rain; it came hard and fast, more real than the gentle caresses of the breeze - softer than the harsh whipping of the gale.

I need to write.

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[turielenethnin]

then write you deprived author!

[kiizu]

I have no inspiration D:
Am wondering if I should join the Budding Writers Competition or... whatever it's called. The story+illustration one. And thinking about plots. H'm.