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Prose: Starry Nights



A long night far away from a world you once knew. The streets lit up like dynamite and the air smelled of dust and metal.

The rain poured but there wasn't any flood, each trickle hit the ground like sparks of electricity, what could have been a puddle, became streaks of lightning that created a path to infinite places.

She wasn't of that world, but it all felt familiar. Her hair, neon with streaks of purple, blue and lilac.

She was clothed in metal, shiny, lustrous transparent metal that matched with her umbrella and the bra underneath complemented her lips.

Where would she go? A happy place? The perfect place? No one could tell but she knew by following the path the electric rain paved, she would finally be in a place called... Home. 

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