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The sun never shines and the rain never stops, in this land of lost and forgotten thoughts. A small flame flickers and a tiny spark shines in the middle of this ruined shrine. Images dance in this tiny flame, revealing what memories remain. Smiles that drive each other wild, a love pure like the dove, and a happyness they cant hide inside.Rubble lay everywere, distruction I sight and yet this little flam burns through the night. This tiny flame is all this love has left, but somehow it cotinues to burn, hoping that one day the lovers will return.

~* Lady Blackthorne