Stars glittered the sky. The sliver of the moon hanging high in the deep blue heavens. Only a light breeze flowing through the tall grass. Just two small children, the movement in the field. Their small imprints in the grass, the only change. Fireflies and their moon, their only guide.
"Life is meant to be more than this," she whispers...
"let's go find it."
Running through the grass makes no sound. They are off to find their adventures












Comments
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"I suggest we learn to love ourselves before it's made illegal."
-Incubus
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"If I did my tricks with smoke and mirrors, would you still know which one was me?"
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~DeathNoteFansClub
A well deserved favourite, it inspired me!
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"Your Orwellian language notwithstanding- it's a fucking machine. It's a tool."
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I'm an admin for #theWrittenRevolution .
The words are the spark.
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"If I did my tricks with smoke and mirrors, would you still know which one was me?"
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"If I did my tricks with smoke and mirrors, would you still know which one was me?"
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"Your Orwellian language notwithstanding- it's a fucking machine. It's a tool."
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I'm an admin for #theWrittenRevolution .
The words are the spark.
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~DeathNoteFansClub
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RELIGION is a story
PHILOSOPHY is a story
FAME is a story
A STORY IS THE ONLY THING WORTH LIVING FOR
a story is the only thing worth dying for
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