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[thrumyeyes4]

I could get used to the dark. I could get used to the blue hint in the night sky, reflecting the lights from downtown. I couldn't get used to how few stars were able to overcome the city's glow. I enjoyed my solitude, absorbing my surroundings. I focused on the shadows that shied around me, only forming from the lights on the side of the building.

Comments

[sonria_sol]

I think we might have just posted at the same time? weird.

[wheres_pedro]

Your writing read like a book...some encapsulating narrative that subtly hinted at a need for deep literary analysis. Unfortunately, my Pembroke education did not bestow upon me the necessary skills to do just that.

I know what it's like to live via thinking. Minds are a scary place to be trapped.

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