

Walking in a DreamThe fires had been burning for only a few days, but that was enough. They called the girl a witch, a spectre, and an angel, but never to her face. Only in quiet whispers behind her back, and even then, only in the shadows of the Ruins where she dared not venture. She was an odd one, this girl. Her clothes were the torn and tattered remains of what once was a respectable T-shirt and a pair of fatigues, clothes that had seen fire and water, blood and dirt. Her eyes were the colour of the earth, a brown so pure they seemed to be wells of both wisdom and madness, at once both blank and alert. When what sunlight came through theWalking in a Dream

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Unmögliches wird sofort erledigt.
Wunder dauern etwas länger.
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A compendium of creative endeavors.
My etsy: [link]
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i´m Prokis, the "who" when you call, "who is there"?
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I have spent my life like i'm in a corner trying to reach out for help. Well, f*** that. I'll just help myself.
p.s.- Love the Webcam shot!
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Whenever I hear the sparrow chirping, watch the woodpecker chirp, catch a chirping trout, or listen to the sad howl of the chirp rat, I think: Oh boy! I'm going insane again. ---Jack Handey
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CZ
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= ClockworkZero =
writer, photographer, tech-support geek girl, jewelry maker.
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-Tom
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