Passing Through The Night

As the sunlight is slightly fading out, the shadow from the darkness spreads over the area. The cold air fills in the room. It senses the smell and sound of the breath of a middle age woman who is sleeping trance. The journey has started. I'm floating towards each parts of her subconscious that containing memories and experiences. Those pains are still circulating inside. The only thing I can do is to observe them and let the whole story finishing itself.

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