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trees buried in pavements roots deep in the heart of the city dreaming about vast meadows windswept grass and hair tangled in blooming boughs leaves dancing between passing cars summoned and enchanted messangers of the gale and lightning kissed with beads and glitter; brushed with fire and earth the storm will come for you the touch of the spring tides; the sound of uproaring change fulfilling your wishes of freedom granting you wilderness of your own the trees' hearts will beat at unison with your soul leaving traffic lights behind an empire of moss for an untamed creature

I became what I hated - an enemy of light, a servant of shadows that never were mine. Of night more vile and deeper than pure darkness that shrouds my soul. There are many kinds of twilight. One brims with hidden colors, which bow to it, shining it up from within. The other… sucks the joy from the heart and replaces it with anguish. They called me a heartless killer, a slayer of the innocent. I never fought with these names, as they separated me from the pain and from surrender. Painted me with shades that they never could comprehend, thus, they never tried. Now, I feel like they are becoming more real than they ever were. I want to help her. I want to want her. But if I do… we both perish. Under an avalanche that is forbidden love, too enchanting to be safe, too bright to not be a doom. Her light is beautiful yet I feel that my night will suck it from her, pouring it into the queen's veins. That wanting her, I will sentence not only her but this world to death. Her face