Another One of Those Nights

It was yet another one of those nights. On the first glance everything seemed perfectly normal; the little leaves, visible from her room’s window, were dancing slowly as if they were invited to do so by the wind himself, breathing soundlessly. The stars shone bright against the dark sky and the whole street, lit ever so slightly by an old streetlamp looked as though no one had walked the…
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La Petite Lis’ Blanche – The Beginning

She tended to dream more throughout the day, than at night. In fact, nothing made her feel more awake and alive than the darkening sky and the stars high above her head. She would look at them, thinking about planets and plans, worlds and wishes; contemplating the people she had met throughout her life and remembering the stories she had shared with them. Everything always seemed so clear to…
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