I remember that day clearly, too clear in fact I sometimes wonder if it happened yesterday or just a few minutes ago
Within the clarity of that memory I still doubted whether or not what I saw was real whether or not what I perceived could be processed by the human mind
Certainly I'm not one to talk about reality, I'm detached from reality, all concepts of this world and the rules that govern this plane of conscious seem foreign to me
Maybe that's why that moment felt real to me?
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Seele Under The Rain
Short StoryA boy named Derleib meets a weird girl under the rain
