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Yes, it is," I whispered, "and one day the spell will not cause you to forget it.

Let the violin become a fiddle, boy.

It was a walk, it was a chase, it was a symphony of time.

They own a shop of exotic jam.

Parking complexes are like modern-day dungeons.

I heard the waves tumbling in a chorus of doves, inviting me to take part in their vision. A vision from Beyond.

Odd is a compliment," he continued, his eyes twinkling, "whereas weird is an insult.

Two years could change so much under the facade of changing nothing at all.

That," Adriana said, "is a puzzling mystery that must be solved.

Battle scars were not a commodity that I was accustomed to selling, least of all to myself.

And yet the great blue sky was above me and my eyes thirsted for its words.

At the intermission," I whispered, "we must leave.

He knew. There was no need for small talk.

Or, maybe what really mattered was that game of Crazy 8s.

She nodded, golden curls beaming in their flight, as she continued her drawing, absolutely absorbed.

A coldness, nearly tangible due to its extreme weight, was perceptible the instant I entered the room.

A fleeting moment of bliss filling your existence with ecstasy, only to fade with the dimming light.
No, I could not believe that.

You were...are...what I heard. Every note.

Many a year I told her tales. And then the time came for me to watch. And watch I have.

I told my imagination to discontinue communication with my thoughts.

He had not been tossed aside by time, but lost in it.

Once again, she speaks in another language when things get awkward.

All those who are in love may appear to be quite silly.

The starry night sky echoed across my thoughts, the expanse of my own void filtered in its quiet solitude.

Icy pillars of serenity, spun from airy mist, entered my quiet vision in echoes of worlds unknown.

The adventurer became the storyteller ... and then the Sentinel of the Sea.

It mingles in seas of carousels
It becomes the past and knows it not.

No magnetic wombats, no flying hyenas, no catfish masquerading as samurai, and, MOST CERTAINLY, no Duku jam!

Inspiration doesn't always come in chronological order.

The only way that your work will truly find an audience is if it is genuine.

The fleeting moment became Whole.

But I was caught in an hourglass of colliding dreams.

He's convinced that you're a psycho," I explained, as I reached the bench. "He has the list narrowed down to either a double agent or a serial killer.

Then I guess," she said, "you like to be vexed.

Can a rose survive in winter?

It is the littlest of flowers that fly the farthest ... That have the courage to fly the farthest.

And the shower of roses spun around me, inviting me to take part in their ever-present waltz.

He tasted Truth, a truth that he could not put into words.

Raindrops lingered in a melody of remembrance cast from the heavens above as I myself cast aside the dryness of the present day.

No, thank you," he flashed that grin of his. "I've been wondering what the lair of a poetry-inclined psychologist looks like.