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Ongoing, First published May 04, 2012
There are many fragments of what I depict to be memories in my nightmares. I do not know if they really are thoughts of a possible past life, but everything seems so... familiar, as if I had lived it before. I can see wings contrasting each other- one beautiful, large pair of white on the back of a handsome, godly creature. The others are planted on the back of a girl, black and webbed and mourning. Angels and devils, however, are just beings included in the fables that village kids shared around the fire. How could they possibly have been... real? -- separate, separate, they must always be apart, they said. but opposites attract in the most bittersweet way. separate, separate, they tried to do. but if truly it is meant to be, then the gods deem them together.All Rights Reserved
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