The Wallpapers
The wallpapers are the same as they were three hundred years ago and the room around them has been everything from a library to a training room and now it is a regular apartment, I have lived in the hidden attic for more than a century in the chamber of the homely. The blue villas are still on the other side of the window, still inhabited by the same family for generations as before. the shadows, you can feel their dark desires and on the roof the devil dances. Red lips and black eyes look back at you, reflecting in the hidden crystal crystal eyes in time you could have become anyone and lived like an angel among people. The crystal sea can lead you to all kind of higher level dimensions, can shine help you, who lives in an oval slot above the clouds, where the greenery meets the discovered back of the heart, fate will look down on you and let you float down into the deepest of seas and forests, where there are no obstacles or limitations to happiness and dreams. But with time, day and frost also disappeared, and so did the chances of utopia. A symphony of darkness awakens in the final hour under a bloodgrape moon.
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