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the light of the moon illuminates the distant past and the warmth of youth. that blissful feeling is now nothing more than unreachable illusion. at the moving sound of music, ripples spread in those dark, leaden eyes, though there is no soul to be moved. all disappeared with the light of the moon. and so, the soul wanders.

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001; [December 26; 04:28pm]
FILTERED TO SELF;
I'm unused to seeing in this weather. Water is water, that is true, but frozen water is different. Looking through snow is like looking through a dirty mirror, everything is distorted and murky and grey. I suppose I can say that it is similar to waking up and finding one's eyes still blurry from sleep. But I don't know. I've been waking up with imperfect vision since I can remember.

It is Christmas. I should have gotten a present for Hei but it had been difficult navigating through the halls, I didn't think it was wise to wander out in the streets.

END FILTER.

Hyvää Joulua.

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Yin for [info]bureau. [October 29; 09:15pm]
a maiden grieves on a dark night,
she sinks alone into the midnight curtain.
the silver moon nestles close,
as the sacred night passes quietly. )

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