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The Bearer
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The sun was setting in the horizon. I watched it and wondered should I walk towards it or wait back. Days like these are often looked at as open season. The winter is of approach and the flock of foul dance across horizons. The melody is like that of the stars, only the light bring down the difference between reflection of water and the sun...
The sun was setting in the horizon. I watched it and wondered should I walk towards it or wait back. Days like these are often looked at as open season. The winter is of approach and the flock of foul dance across horizons. The melody is like that of the stars, only the light bring down the difference between reflection of water and the sun...
