Part 25

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She.
She could gaze up at the night sky forever, loving the sparkles the lit up her world.
She.
She loved lightning, the way it moved, the way it glowing in the middle of a hard time.
She.
She was like a winter night, full of peace, with a little bit of cold here and there.
She.
She enjoyed the forest, feeling free, yet still surrounded by nature.

He.
He could stare at the summer fields forever, feeling like he could do anything.
He.
He loved the morning and how it brought calm after the horrors of the night.
He was like the beach, peaceful sometimes, and others like the waves during a storm, hectic and going everywhere.
He enjoyed fall nights, where it was cool and calm, with bright leaves falling down ever so gently.

-me

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