It's a quiet night...
Clear sky's and a harvest moon Illuminating buildings piled on top of each other on the backs of hills bisected by a grand river. The wind howled slightly as i pulled up my jacket.the Acidwash one warn by years found at my and arizona's favorite antiques shop. She liked me in it best. It kept me warm most cold nights.
The entire town was a patchwork to be honest, I smiled. Patch work brick roads and the stale scent of warm hops in the air. I kick off the sidewalk to head home for the night, headlights flash. And darkness takes me. It's a quiet night...
(Fade to the song guys...)
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Drops of Jupiter.
Teen FictionThe year 2040. Medicine and science have won out over religion and medical miracles are performed daily. What is gender. What is love.
