Prologue

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How clear, how lovely bright,

How beautiful to sight

Those beams of morning play;

How heaven laughs out with glee

Where, like a bird set free,Up from the eastern sea

Soars the delightful day.

― A.E. Housman, A Shropshire Lad


Audrey

I stared at the sunset. It is beautiful. The sunset's light glimmering through the pinkish clouds, as the

 sun was drowning a beauty is coming. But not all stories have happy endings, there are tragedies. 

After a short moment the beauty will go up... to heaven. I didn't stay to watch what happens next. I 

hated it but I loved sunsets. 


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And the teaser is from holliehannah! Im actually jumping with joy with her choice of cast... and with the perfections.

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