Naked, he stood against the light.
Blackout #47
She sang "I sing for you" in clear sadness without wings. After the last chord came crashing down, she drove herself into her own oblivion.
Blackout #46
It was in the tragic endless sky that she remembered.
Blackout #45
You're like a gin made brawl.
Blackout #44
Retelling stories was my inspiration during this adventure.
Blackout #43
That's it? They're a friend of mine you know. He let is pass. He knew perfectly well how cold it was.
Blackout #42
She was darkened whiskey.
Blackout #41
I just hope he is worth it.
Blackout #40
I'll be back tomorrow. There were times when you just had to save something.
Blackout #39
She was like the footpath through the trees pretty, pleasant, and unassuming.
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