The Edge of The Moon.


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She does not possess herself; her ancestors sometimes come and peer out of the windows of her eyes and that is very frightening. ;Angela Carter. @Ouwra.

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The highlight of the full moon began to shine on the splashes of rainwater and also the girl who was singing under the full moonlight and rain. Tears began to fall with the rain but roses were blooming. What had withered, fell from petal to petal began to flourish as the blessings began to appear. She said sternly and chanted a few notes of her voice. "I am the destiny that has been determined to bring a blessing," and she spoke her name in the moonlight and in the rain; "I'm Claudette Featherington! ​​The endearing dame in the moonlight beam and the everlasting rain."


The part that was broken, the crystal sphere that was starting to lose its jewels bit by bit. Songs that have been written in such a way with deep lyrics have lost their meaning, the strains and melodies of the rhythm beats also begin to lose their melodies. Rose petals began to fall because they fell, washed into the lake with a little groan of pain and also the red blood that flowed in the lake. "One, and only." The light that is being searched for is lost, cannot be found. Even praying cannot allow that the bliss awaited will come. One and only, when it rains and starts to make a sound; singing several chants of rhythms and melodies until the song was heard throughout the sphere. Then, that's where the blessings start to come.


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𖧐 ࣪˖ 🕰 ˒ The voyage to standards in her beauty is veritable phantasm. Once she commonly holds to walk centered on worldly holiness and steadfastness, once the guise in her eyes flied with polish and sweet gaze. She walked on kindness and sweetness in prosperity, flamboyant steps she took were the equal aura. Bestowing sanctity to basis of necessity, where are all the best cryptograms in her which is impressive and unsurpassed graceful exquisiteness, and utmost beaming gaze had come in every inch of her soul. Penetrating in diversity and blimey among others, rambling on threshold upon the most glorious and striking in all its gratitude. There she merely gazed at sincerity, at purity and holiness of dearest which she founded with great sacrifice and responsiveness. She walked as her aura of beauty, exceeded the threshold of utmost exalted above all. Live with serenity, eternity, openness, belonging to those who are meritorious in the holiness that strikes. She walks upon the shining light and dew to tread, in understanding and grace of purest love upon her possession. All unremitting to walk with joy, with purity quiet in her soul’s vastness.
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The part that was broken, the crystal sphere that was starting to lose its jewels bit by bit. Songs that have been written in such a way with deep lyrics have lost their meaning, the strains and melodies of the rhythm beats also begin to lose their melodies. Rose petals began to fall because they fell, washed into the lake with a little groan of pain and also the red blood that flowed in the lake. "One, and only."

The light that is being searched for is lost, cannot be found. Even praying cannot allow that the bliss awaited will come. One and only, when it rains and starts to make a sound; singing several chants of rhythms and melodies until the song was heard throughout the sphere. Then, that's where the blessings start to come.

The highlight of the full moon began to shine on the splashes of rainwater and also the girl who was singing under the full moonlight and rain. Tears began to fall with the rain but roses were blooming.

What had withered, fell from petal to petal began to flourish as the blessings began to appear. She said sternly and chanted a few notes of her voice. "I am the destiny that has been determined to bring a blessing," and she spoke her name in the moonlight and in the rain; "I'm Claudette Featherington! ​​The endearing dame in the moonlight beam and the everlasting rain."

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