All Monsters Are Human
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- Parts 9
MatureOngoing1h 57m
Last published Tue, Aug 23, 2016
-Dante-
The crisp night air was the only thing that could keep me sane lately. I wasn't quite sure if it was the shiver that it sent down my spine when the cold night air came into contact with my skin, or the starless sky. Maybe it was even the quiet humming of the tree leaves as the hung from each branch. I couldn't quite put my finger on it, but there was just something about sitting on a cliff edge in the middle of the night that made me feel calm and sane.
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