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A World Away

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1900s 2015 fantasy reincarnation romance timetravel

1917-
I met a girl in Philadelphia. She was a beautiful piece of life that had opened my eyes to parts of life I had never experienced before. I had fallen into these seas of bliss which were the blue eyes she donned. The day we met, I approached her with the grace of a new born fawn, yet somehow she was entertained with me. She allowed me her time, and we happily valued the seconds, minutes, hours, and days spent together.

But life had a different plan for us.

I was drafted for war and forced to part with her. We were to be an entire ocean away. I was dropped into the world of war where death and pain was inevitable. I promised her I would return, but the chances of survival were slim to none. And when death was finally approaching my door, my eyes were greeted by a white light and a world I had never seen before. The year 2015.

Now we were more than just an ocean away. We were a world away.All Rights Reserved

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You were once my epiphany

I sit here, expecting nothing. Nothing, thats all my life has been really. But now you have arrived, and you are a weary traveler. You come from someplace distant, I'm sure of it. The ocean? No, that couldn't be true, you don't smell like salt. Perhaps Europe? Tanzania? Jamaica? The Amper River? Antartica? It doesn't Matter. Forget how weary you are, or how far you've come. Forget the miles your feet have carried you, the things you escape from, the people you've known and the society you grew up in. I need someone to tell my story to...