The sky is a deep purple, the moon a pale blue. A tinge of red in the far horizon, a deep crimson pooling on the sidewalk. A life is lost, death has struck once more.
Aug 19, 2013
Aug 19, 2013 at 11:19 AM UTC
The sky is a deep purple, the moon a pale blue. A tinge of red in the far horizon, a deep crimson pooling on the sidewalk. A life is lost, death has struck once more.
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