“She didn’t know how to express the feelings that she felt. They were unprecedented to her. However it was unfortunate that every heart that she wished to touch, to feel, she wrecked. The zephyr made the creepers of the curtain crawling up brush against her waist. She longed the feel of his hands on her. While her slumber swept her away, he woke with the blur of her mirage. Those five seconds drifted continents close and Illusionist dearest had played time to its toll again.”


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