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She looked around the room, sensing an odd atmosphere. It was dark, dirty and had a distinct smell she could not place. “So… this is where I’ll live from now on? Like, really?” He nodded, a sly smile smile creeping over his face, his zombie-like composure making it the more scarier. Eliza had a sudden urge to run back but something held her there. Something… magical.

Posted By Emma Sophie On 05.12.2012 @ 7:54 am

Apples glooming red on the branches of the trees. The harvest begins. Walking through the forest, all alone. My mind, quiet.

Posted By Emma Sophie On 04.07.2012 @ 4:16 pm

A rainy day, a rainy way. Rain can make us happy, yet sad. Memories, feelings, touches all connects us to a rainy day. Rain is a beautiful thing, really, a true source of life. There’s a reason why films use it at the very special moments.

Posted By Emma Sophie On 03.31.2012 @ 11:11 am