The air is chilled and crisp
The moon is a pale, vivid blue
The night is dead silent
But for the church bells in the distance
I pass house after house
All obsidian black
All with dim candles in the windows
And nobody inside
As I run
I feel no wind
There is nothing but me
And the night
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Actually, the other night i did have this dream. It was awesome, but then I got stabbed to death by a wooden stake o.O
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