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I strolled the darkness down halls of endless doors. I find that none is home. Though I hear the voices echo . Is it a delusion I since? I wonder now as I stand in the darkness. Do I stay or do I go?

Each step echoed the Egyptian grey slate marble as I lingered along the hall with a wondering stride. My step and pace even evident to me, hearing it reverb off the dark passages before me. Pausing I swept the dense drapes with my fingertip. Catching the splendor dawn breaking through the wind pane. The dawn had begun to crack into hues of awaking hints of mist and blues. At first a tinge of brightness casing the darkness. Gradually the dawn creeping in light and vivid bloom. The low lands of Lancashire marsh leisurely came into view. With lush damp green hues and laden dense fog. The lingering chill of marsh lands still draped against along the castle. Creeping up their stones like cold hands of eerie death.
Death, that very chill delivered me into memory. "Breanna”, the sound of her name hushed the world around me as I exhaled it out in mind with echoing dread. A name that still haunts me to this day in the deepest of silent memory. A name that still reels along the mist covered ground before my eyes.
Covered then with the thick white of crystal ice and virgin snow. The burn of the frosty water and stabbing hands of ice covered waters break my trance. I couldn’t go there. Not this day. The heavy curtain seemed to fall from my finger tips with a turn of that haunting memory. "I’m sorry" seemed to fall evasive from my lips and float away in silence. My mind aimlessly wondered in memory with each step. Somewhere it had to be laid to rest.

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RavynDarkrose
04:49 Jun 15 2018

Very nice

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KeganDaufant
19:22 Jun 15 2018

Thank You...

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