My vision obnubilates, followed by the abandonment of the frivolous habit we seem to be unconsciously attached to: time.
The pulsation of my heart is filled with agony until our hearts beat together once again…
Algid night.
And so the exordium of the eurythmic melody of your heart from kilometers away began… And I listened as the brisk chasm in time consumed me.
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Once you reach your 6th Year in Hogwarts, you start to get used to all the shit.
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