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Truly I'm grieved...


That I covered your potential possibilities and drove you away.


Please accept my apologies that I wound up killing you.


Please accept my apologies, my fantasy.


#Draft 59


Title: sorry, my fantasy.

Date:10-12-2018.


Sam Scrawls, [1/1/2019 1:10 PM]

10, 9, 8


She was embracing his arm firmly inclining her head onto his shoulder.


7, 6, 5, 4


The cold breeze made them stick significantly nearer, their hot breath transformed into billows of fume before it blurred in the air.


3, 2, 1, 0


When the commencement got done, two things occurred on the double.


The first was the shining firecrackers shooting up from the skyline into 1,000,000 light pixie, each conveying expects the start of this new year.


The subsequent one was her warm stout lips locking onto his cheek for a delicate a kiss.


He squinted his long eyelashes for few moments and afterward took a gander at her with marginally separated lips, however she had proactively dismissed watching the vivid gleaming from past that certain point they were perched on.

"What was that for?" He stammered.

She grinned and raised the half full container high up,

"For good karma, obviously."

She then, at that point, brought the container down to the level of his own and knock it marginally with a clank.

"Could it be said that you are fed up with our misfortune? I'm tired of counting the days, I'll count the kisses from this point forward."

It was senseless, counter-intuitive yet warm and cheering.

The firecrackers that began to wear out mirrored a rainbow onto her irises and showed his flushed cheeks.

The main wellspring of light left was moonlight beams looking through the mists, as he felt her head dropping onto his chest. She nodded off!!

He could murmur recollecting how far the vehicle was.

"All things considered, no damage in some weight training for a change, I surmise," he thought.

Also, from the distant city, one could observer one dark spot on the white slope, and the dab went down until it vanished.

#Draft 60
#to_be_edited
#novel

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