fireflies || h.s

fireflies || h.s

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"Every morning in Africa, a gazelle wakes up and knows it must outrun the fastest lion or it will die. Every morning in Africa, a lion wakes up and knows it must outrun the slowest gazelle or it will starve. It doesn't matter whether you are a lion or a gazelle, Savannah. When the sun comes up, you better be running." in which an animal enthusiast flies out to Africa and falls into an abyss full of beautiful feelings and thoughts that we call love. © skyhighstyles cover credit to the lovely @purelyhxrry
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Moth

They say the world used to turn. They say that night would follow day in an endless dance. They say that dawn rose, dusk fell, and we worshiped both sun and stars. That was a long time ago. The dance has died. The world has fallen still. We float through the heavens, one half always in light, one half always in shadow. Like the moth of our forests, one wing white and the other black, we are torn. My people are the fortunate. We live in daylight, blessed in the warmth of the sun. Yet across the line, the others lurk in eternal night, afraid... and alone in the dark. I was born in the light. I was sent into darkness. This is my story.

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