She stepped soundlessly through the downcast like a lighthouse beacon.
Blackout #30
The carriage is her escape.
Blackout #29
Every smile was graceful and helped erase the memories.
Blackout #28
Without much feeling, without much feeling, he wondered why.
Blackout #27
He was like a black cat crossing.
Blackout #26
She was quite beautiful like hope.
Blackout #25
The light moved in pleasure with courtly love.
Blackout #22
His voice was a siege on her heart.
Sweet Nothings
...
Blackout #20
He and she knew how to forget.
Fragment of a Figment 