The night hung solemnly, a dark curtain drawn to a weary day. The air was as brittle as her nerves-uptight, so fragile, like glass animals, that one wrong touch was all it took to further crack her fragmented self-control.*Motions upward ( Read more... )

I stole this from that_evening because I too, am a music dork. Heh. This thing is LONG. So I cut for your f-lists sanity. :)

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