The course of true love never did run smooth - A Midsummer Night's Dream
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A tale of two lost souls brought together by pain, grief and trauma.
Atlas tries to find a place in a world he's worked so hard to escape. Elijah struggles to balance the...
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I'M FLOATING ON air. There's nothing around me except for the gentle breeze that brushes along my skin and the drift of lazy clouds.
I don't feel any pain, fear, or doubt. It's just pure, blissful nothing.
But suddenly, something is wrong, although I can't place what it is. There's a shift in the air around me, invisible to my eye, but my skin crawls with a sense of dread.
I hear an echo of a voice, someone pleading and crying. It sounds like June.
"Please don't do this."
I feel a sharp, cold sting against my temple.
I hear someone whisper my name.
"Atlas... I love you."
And then I'm falling.
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