"Tomorrow. That was his least favorite word. As a child, he always had difficulty spelling it. Now as an adult, he was afraid of what it would bring when he knew it was a bleak, when he knew he could die any time. He had been scared of it, but if tomorrow meant seeing her, then, for the first time, he was looking forward to it."
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De Todo... "Her eyes were the most exquisite shade of celestial stardust, exploding in a sorrowful ecstasy that drew me in and peered right through my soul when her eyes met mine and the world faded away in a blissful, blurred vertigo." ... All of these...
