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Surreal scene of an early morning stroll on a dark foggy beach. It is overlaid with rich texture and a blue and sepia tone.
"I hold a dream an' there's no compromisin'. I know there's one certain laddie for me. One day he'll come walkin' o'er the horizon. But should he not, then an old maid I'll be...Waitin' for my dearie, an' happy am I to hold my heart till he comes strollin' by. When he comes, my dearie, one look an' I'll know that he's the dearie I've been wantin' so...For ye see, I believe that there's a laddie weary and wanderin' free who's waitin' for his dearie, me." ~ 'Waitin' For My Dearie' from Brigadoon
under the light of the fireworks anything was possible. the huge bursts of light illuminated the grounds for brief snapshots of time and then slowly the light is sucked up. the wide gently sloping lawn beckoned him to move in between the bursts of light. -egr
(Open RP) The rain pours and pours. It hasn't stopped for days and this is no exception. I see a red headed girl under a black umbrella, she is looking down and she seem sad. I stare at her through the crowd of people and I realize the city is bustling around me. "Excuse me!!" Someone shouts in my ear. I quickly turn around and accidentally trip over someone or something, and I land in someone's arms. I look up,"I'm so sorry!" I say (can someone be the girl he runs into? Please?)