"Christmases Past."

Mar 02, 2006 03:21

He opens the door and steps into his empty room, and softly closes the door behind him, aware only of the silence and the young darkness. This room which is both his sanctuary and his prison. Even in late evening, the silence is overwhelming. Too many times, he would think of how it must have been this when the world sleeps ( Read more... )

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bellascritto March 2 2006, 18:53:40 UTC
I don't quite know what to say.

But wow, that was quite a read.

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