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START// 01.10.01 :: 18:52
She stared at him with arms outstretched, beautiful open face tilted upwards enough to catch the glint of the fading sun, dying down to the horizon. He smiled and laughed and understood; he tried to reach for her as well.
"There shall be a day," said he, "when we will rise together."
The curtain of night closed in, but he broke through the thick velvet enough to see the lingering smile on her face, enough to see the river of tears she held in.
And while he struggled she blew him a kiss; he caught it on a long golden arm before bidding his love goodbye.
The moon, once more, traced her path alone.
END// 01.10.01 :: 18:56
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