--We ran away to talk in the silvered moonlight. We tried figure out this mystery and hid away, claiming nothing but the stars. As much as I would have loved to stay, I didn't trust things lift unclear. The clouds intimidated me as I hid behind stained glass windows. Your footsteps made my blood pulse. My hands trembled. My breath dulcet. Your voice echoed,"Where are you?" Where was I? I didn't even know. The creaks in the floor became silent. I became afraid in their absence. I dwindled in late hours, painting memories on a stream of silk. I lived under grey skies like swans, their feathers dancing above. My home was elsewhere amidst a cloud of uncertainty. From wintry swans fell clouds of dust and snow.
There appeared a row of doors before me. I wasn't sure what they unlocked. Foxes assisted me, assembled amidst an ivory passage. I knew this is the door I must open. Frantically, I searched the sky and the sea for the key.--
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