Revenge: it's a dream of flames fueled by scorched remains that are lit to a torch and brought back upon the one who burned you.
Sometimes, very rarely, life endows you with a moment of sheer flawlessness when everything is just like it is supposed to be _ the smell of the air, the softness of the light, the sound of birds perching in the treetops, and someone__ smiling eyes. You don__ even try to make that moment last longer, you just exist inside its depths, while everything outside becomes invisible. Then something cracks almost inaudibly; a sunbeam starts to shine a little brighter, or a dust particle changes direction, and it__ over. You can feel the pulse of the outside world again. And you don__ want to go back inside. You just feel grateful.
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Sometimes, very rarely, life endows you with a moment of sheer flawlessness when everything is just like it is supposed to be _ the smell of the air, the softness of the light, the sound of birds perching in the treetops, and someone__ smiling eyes. You don__ even try to make that moment last longer, you just exist inside its depths, while everything outside becomes invisible. Then something cracks almost inaudibly; a sunbeam starts to shine a little brighter, or a dust particle changes direction, and it__ over. You can feel the pulse of the outside world again. And you don__ want to go back inside. You just feel grateful.
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