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Darkness may hide the trees and the flowers from the eyes but it cannot hide love from the soul. --Kahlil Gibran
--Kathy Korty |
Fog descends. Yet fog ascends. It comes from heaven and hell and the twain always meets.Did you think there are clearcut lines? Are there even lines in the mists of life and death? Which fragment of the raindrop, which space inbetween, marks the division? I think, perhaps, I mark the division. Or one of them out of endless choices and results and possibilities. I am Draconight. I haunt this place almost as much as it haunts me. The people here are thinking I'm a poltergeist, one that moves things and wreaks mischief. Let them think so, vampires and ghost roses that they be. |
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|The Entrance Gate|
