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'*'The moonlight reflected off her skin making her glow, a subtle smile painted her lips. In that moment did he realize that beauty of some can't be put into words for it does not live there. The feeling that surrounded them was that of the autumn breeze caressing the skin or the the smell of fresh rain colliding with the surface of the earth. It was a feeling he knew all too well. For home was never truly a place, was it?
- Renai Astraea