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A name for a flower, a wish upon a star. A comforting place, a continuation of my dream. I'll continue to gaze from somewhere in this world...
There he stands. He has brown hair, a shirt patterened in deep shades of blue and green, and dark blue pants. Standing next to him is a tree that, to him, holds many memories. The sun is setting on the horizon behind him, the light slowly disappearing. He is watching the sky gradually fade between hues of orange, gold and pink from his tiny floating island crossing the infinite expanse of ocean.
by ~Seishin-no-Iro
Paradoxical Paroxysm Part IIIThe atmosphere whirled and the color swirled as the pair of Mizus drifted through the empty space full of iridescence. Mizu, still grasping the hand of himself, who stood behind him, shielded his eyes from the wind that had started to blow about from nowhere. Soon he saw another gateway in the distance. It quickly grew larger and larger before it was upon them in mere seconds, coming to a very slow approach very suddenly. Placing one foot forward through the gateway that now crept up on them, they stepped out of the whirl of color and into the bustling noise of an avenue of the IntraCity.Paradoxical Paroxysm Part III
Crowds of people flowed past them l
by ~Seishin-no-Iro
Paradoxical Paroxysm Part II“Certainly,” the bodiless voice said.Paradoxical Paroxysm Part II
Mizu was caught off guard a bit. He had forgotten about the disembodied form of himself, as well as the fact that he wasn’t sure if it had stayed behind. Evidently it had.
The first thing Mizu wondered about was how the cage was opened. He moved over to it and observed that there was no locking mechanism at all. The only thing stopping the door from being opened was a small metal latch that could be easily opened from the inside if the captor merely reached his hand through the bars and pulled it. Mizu sighed at first, but then he thought about it. Th
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Odi et amo. Quare id faciam? Nescio. Sed fieri sentio et excrucior. Qui pingit florem non pingit floris odorem.
Humanitas nos ardet.
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I tend to let my mind wander, but one day it didn't come back, and now it is lost.
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...wonk uoy naht noitceffa erom deen I
Odi et amo. Quare id faciam? Nescio. Sed fieri sentio et excrucior. Qui pingit florem non pingit floris odorem.
Humanitas nos ardet.
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...wonk uoy naht noitceffa erom deen I
Odi et amo. Quare id faciam? Nescio. Sed fieri sentio et excrucior. Qui pingit florem non pingit floris odorem.
Humanitas nos ardet.
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...wonk uoy naht noitceffa erom deen I
Odi et amo. Quare id faciam? Nescio. Sed fieri sentio et excrucior. Qui pingit florem non pingit floris odorem.
Humanitas nos ardet.
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