The tint of purple blends into the yellow; both descend into the orange, but the farest color is red that appears on the setting Sky as I watch the Earth cover the sun. The soothing sound of water clashing with concrete; the songs of nature all intertwining. All the quietness coming together as the Sun shines on my face. Today, Isn't like the other days. The Sky and Sun both mocking the happiness that can't settle in my soul. The world is smiling, but I can't find a reason why to shine like the Earth. How can I? I still remember the first day I found her. Then, in a week, I wanted nothing else than to hold her like the Earth holds her Sun. She was everything, but than nothing.
Be continued!
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One Week
Short StoryA short story about Casimir Crane finding a andriod and trying to make her short life worth her while
