

Short Story WIP A cold breeze covers the night air. The sky is clear and you can make out all of the constellations. The moon is full and big. You couldnt miss it no matter where you stood in the city. The city itself is brought to life with the lights from below and sounds of people going about their business. It looks like a little bit of heaven when seen from above, although when seen from eye level it looks like hell to me. Either way its still a city I dont want to be in any more. Sitting here in my room on Ocean Street watching people passing by, and all I can thiShort Story WIP
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