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Outside the air is cool. Winter is coming. The wind is carressing my skin.
The grass is cool and slightly damp beneath my feet.
The light outside is fading but briefly illuminating the clouds to a dusky pink, and the colour of molten gold.
My body is glad but my heart is shrinking. Somehow two conflicting emotions live on in me.
Despondency and hopefulness.
I am on the edge of the world. The sea is just beyond the horizon.
The grass is cool and slightly damp beneath my feet.
The light outside is fading but briefly illuminating the clouds to a dusky pink, and the colour of molten gold.
My body is glad but my heart is shrinking. Somehow two conflicting emotions live on in me.
Despondency and hopefulness.
I am on the edge of the world. The sea is just beyond the horizon.