Chapter 4:
Waiting for a Train (Projection)Pristine, white sheets followed the direction of the blowing winds. The sun was utterly blinding; it's rays shining brightly on the emerald blades of grass. Sounds of chimes twinkled across the backyard to the ears of the couple that was splashing water at each other, soaking the white t-shirts and worn down jeans they wore. Laughter could be heard; that lovely sound that could only be created by two.
It was a scene that would endlessly repeat in his beautifully psychotic mind.
Chapter 4: Green
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