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Tuesday, December 18, 2012

Innocence

“Innocence”, he said, while his eyes fell away and slowly slid their black irises to study the mist-laden woods around him.

“Losing your innocence, is like losing a limb.”

The smile that appeared on his lips was neither cold nor warm - it was colourless. Flat.

“You can still live - you can move around. But you will never dance again, not like you once did. You will never run across a meadow without a shadow drifting over your heart.”

Lost in Enalya’s Artwork, as usual.

Posted by Liberty on 12/18 at 11:32 PM
Posted under: See-Through

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