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SilverDreamCatcher

Beginnings

This my place for new beginnings! This is where I start out with shorts or anything that I need to write down before forget. Some might stay here, others might bloom in to amazing peculiarities! Who knows?
  • Lost Girl

    At this point all she can do is run. He's hurt her beyond her breaking point. Running has already failed her. She has no hope.

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The day, which was one of the first of spring, cheered even me by the loveliness of its sunshine and the balminess of the air. I felt emotions of gentleness and pleasure, that had long appeared dead, revive within me. Half surprised by the novelty of these sensations, I allowed myself to be borne away by them, and forgetting my solitude and deformity, dared to be happy.
— Mary Shelley, Frankenstein