Thursday, September 2, 2010


I sighed. It was nice to be on the surface again, remembering what atmosphere felt like. Craning my neck and bending my back while shielding my eyes allowed me a glimpse of the sun. The white-yellow orb still held a beauty about it on these long cold days, but what I missed the most was the sound of life coming from the trees.

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