16. Forget
Even after all the world had forgotten and abandoned him, he longed to be free.
She liked the song and the sense of perpetual joy it brought her, the way its quick notes seemed to her ears to fall like trickling droplets of rainwater and could, every time she heard it, unfailingly transport her to a whole other world.
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Grey Light
ContoA collection of short pieces, one-shots, character sketches, and scenes that don't belong anywhere (yet). Alternative description: Word dump for thoughts & feelings I want to get out of my head or remember forever. June 2014-2018
