Self-ImprisonedThey are in a cage.
Music Paints 10,000 WordsIt started out soft, like rain dripping down from a opalescent sky. The light tones conjoining with the lower river of sounds, flowing forth into the endless possibilities of what could be created with just those few notes.
Pick Your PoisonI wove silently through the crowds of people, the humid summer breeze causing my thick cloak to billow around me.
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