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***The blazing flame of the dark lantern was shining brightly as it reflected in the Woodsman's auburn eyes. Lost souls take no pleasure in being found. Little pieces of glowing embers were swiftly carried away by the autumn wind in the melancholy air of old memories. Like a starry breeze of dying fire, whispering into the stalking night, singing its mortal melody to the wayward pines. And so he slowly disappeared in the moonlit fog, more lost than he could have ever realised. Deeper and deeper in the unknown...***
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Sep 30, 2016
Sep 30, 2016 at 1:35 PM UTC
Starry Breeze
***The blazing flame of the dark lantern was shining brightly as it reflected in the Woodsman's auburn eyes. Lost souls take no pleasure in being found. Little pieces of glowing embers were swiftly carried away by the autumn wind in the melancholy air of old memories. Like a starry breeze of dying fire, whispering into the stalking night, singing its mortal melody to the wayward pines. And so he slowly disappeared in the moonlit fog, more lost than he could have ever realised. Deeper and deeper in the unknown...***
Gardenofroses
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Sep 30, 2016
Sep 30, 2016 at 1:35 PM UTC
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