He was afraid of the storms in her eyes, but somehow, they were meant to be.
[ warning: my writing was a complete disaster in 2013. read at your own risk. ]
He was afraid of the storms in her eyes, but somehow, they were meant to be.
[ warning: my writing was a complete disaster in 2013. read at your own risk. ]
White.
The color of milk or fresh snow, due to the reflection of most wavelengths of visible light; the opposite of black.
That's what they all saw. They all felt the blast.
Why are they not dead?
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