Prologue

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"Every so often, when I wake up in the morning... I find myself crying."

"I can never remember what the dream was about that I must've had. But..."

"But... The sensation that I've lost something lingers." The e/c eyed woman pulls half of her soft h/c locks into a braid, wrapping her ruby red cord around the strands in order to keep it in place and finally tiring the ends off in an elegant bow.

"It's dumb, I'm always searching for something or someone." The light haired male sighs and places his fingers against the lightly scratched glass of the over-filled train.

"It's kind of stupid, but I think I remember the day these feels began to possess me." Her charcoal heels click with every step she takes, each bringing the young healer closer to her train.

He narrows his crimson eyes as he stares blankly at his reflection. "That day was when the stars fell, shooting stars. It was..." 

Making her way passed pushy strangers who were also desperate to get on the train, she settles for a space near the glass. "Almost like something from a dream. Nothing more and nothing less" 

"Than a beautiful view."

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