you must burn brighter than ever
Maybe she could travel on the air. The notion seemed silly, and she laughed in spite of it, as she motioned and maneuvered, as she skipped along this white-washed plain, understanding nothing, existing in dreamlike voids, corresponding to her whims, her desires, her capricious endeavors.
When the fog shifted, lifted, the haze only persisted, and she was frozen to the spot, fingers itching to glide out, to touch, to have, and naught in her grasp. There appeared to be pathways lined along the sanction, but the girl had never been the type to take something traversed and well-sojourned, capable of making her own blazed trails. With another warm bout of giggles, the youth went straight, limbs and legs outstretched.
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Melita goes straight!
When the fog shifted, lifted, the haze only persisted, and she was frozen to the spot, fingers itching to glide out, to touch, to have, and naught in her grasp. There appeared to be pathways lined along the sanction, but the girl had never been the type to take something traversed and well-sojourned, capable of making her own blazed trails. With another warm bout of giggles, the youth went straight, limbs and legs outstretched.
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Melita goes straight!
Melita
