To Yell and Back

By Tirrick

All By Myself

until I share this image, and then... a thousand blades of grass, and a million leaves; we'll be falling in the raindrops and blowing in the fresh breeze; we'll be glittering in the dew under the stars and the moon out there in the physical world, which is our true home and always was ...Philip Pullman

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