Fall | Shakuhachi Mauve Petal Party Dress

She's sitting in a chair by a window. The chair is resting on four legs. Now two. Now one. The window is open. It's pouring outside, it's not so bad inside. The lecturer is rambling on about fecal matter. Other students are struggling to listen. Some listen easy. Some already know. A leaf gets bullied by the rain and receives a blow by the wind. The leaf wields a falling twig and starts slashing raindrops in two as it defies gravity. The shower of liquid orbs becomes more vehement and slaps the leaf from all directions. Left. Up. Diagonal. They call for reinforcement. The wind blows again and sends the leaf spinning in a tornado with its kin. They rattle and vibrate and try to grab each other but they're so soggy their grasp keeps slipping. The rain is winning. Wait, the leaf. It's getting up. It drew tribal marks on its face with mud and it's putting a plastic cup over itself. The rain laughs. But as each droplet falls to the ground and disintegrates its laughter ceases. The leaf is yelling in victory in its plastic cup and stomping on the wet ground. She falls off her chair. Everyone's awake now. And staring.

It's not hard to fall on the ground.
But it's easier to fall into the sky.


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Goodbye | Rita Liefhebber Hand Dyed Ombre Collared Dress

I'm sorry.
I didn't dream it up enough for you to live it. We had infinity ahead of us and we just couldn't make it, I guess. Oh I had such a life for you, with you. And it was a tough decision, believe me, to let you go. But I had to. That was one helluva fight, by the way. I never thought you could move so fast. And that last part with your blood? Wow. You were gonna be one to be reckoned with. You were gonna be the one to beat.. Your sister will be fine. And so will he. I promise. I don't know what's in store for you now, but I won't be the one dreaming it. I hope you'll be part of a better mind. You know how I'm losing mine. Heh. Goodbye, Ruby.


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Forward | Versus Printed Cotton-Blend Dress

He peaked over the bulwark and gazed up to her beautiful face, silently swooning. The lines of her frame so softly sharp that it'd cut you before you even touched her. The intricate details of her features only added majesty and elegance that was already freely commended on. And the way her hands brushed over her cheeks.. made him nearly fall over the wall.

The boy was only twelve years old. But such a beauty had already captured his heart. He'd risk all the cuts his body could endure if he could just touch her once. His hands forever jealous of his eyes, yearning to lay themselves upon her bosom. He daydreamed of demolishing that wretched wall and protecting her with every tool he could muster. Using the arts inherited from his master he would keep her alive even after his death.

And yet every day as the apprentice walked home from the shop, taking his time to admire the perfect design of this ancient clock tower, he could only move forward as the time ticked away.


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Magic | Christopher Kane Rainbow Cotton and Silk-Blend Dress

So where do I begin? I don't really know how it started, or how it really happened. I was just sitting under the sycamore tree playing my guitar for the first time in a long time. I had a real good rhythm in my head and was tapping my foot on the grass. My head swayed to the tune that only I could hear. I was happy.


Then I felt a touch on my ankle and found an odd patch on the collar of my sock. Slowly surfing down the air waves, right in front of my eyes, was a snowflake? But it wasn't white, and it was summertime. Why would there be snow? It glittered like a tiny star and I caught it in the palm of my hand. When it didn't melt I knew for sure it wasn't a snowflake. The ground started rumbling and the tree shook against my back. An earthquake! I hugged the trunk tightly, pulling my whole body into it. The earthquake stopped almost as suddenly as it had started, and when I opened my eyes I saw the most incredible sight. There were millions of those glittering things flying in the air around me! Silver and gold, they gleamed and shimmered beautifully in the sun. It was like a dream.


I wandered around in it and reached my arms out to bask in this peculiar rain. I had walked a little distance from where my guitar now leaned against the trunk of the sycamore tree and apparently met an invisible wall. I rubbed my forehead and winced. Using my palms as feelers, I discovered that the whole perimeter around the sycamore tree was covered with this invisible wall. I banged against it but it just absorbed the shock and, like jelly, just bounced my fist right off. I realized that outside the wall, the grass wasn't lain with all this shiny rain. Quickly I climbed up the tree, branch by branch, and as I expected, I could feel the gelatin wall above the tree too. It seemed like I was trapped in a crazy giant's snow globe.


Resting my palms against my hips, I hmph-ed and eventually sighed. Then I plonked myself down on the now glittering grass and waited. I looked all around and above me, tilting my head in all the directions it could possibly be tilted. The air about me was hazy with a soft glow. I was starting to get really sick of just sitting around waiting for something to happen. The sky was beginning to burn with the sunset and I was due home soon for dinner. Somehow, when the sun fell to a position that seemed to face the tree directly, it shone so blindingly I had to turn away. Behind me I saw that the light emitted from the sun had split into the biggest rainbow I had ever seen! And when the sun continued to fall, the rainbow disappeared.. and so did the wall.


Until now I don't know why that event happened to me that day. But I keep it in my heart as one of those rare magical moments you get once in your life. And as proof that I wasn't dreaming, I made sure that when I was about to go home after the sun had set that day, I didn't leave until I had grabbed a handful of those glittering things. They still spontaneously float about in the jar whenever the sun decides to fall.


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See the Sun | Philosophy di Alberta Ferretti Paillette-Embellished Silk Dress

"In the core, hydrogen fuses together to form helium which..."

God I'm so sleepy. And hungry. 12:33. Half an hour more.. What the hell?


A flash reflected off his phone and blinded her half-closed eyes.

Ass.. Don't you know you shouldn't be texting in class. Sigh.. ...  ! Again?!


In a harsh whisper, she exclaimed "Hey! Can you please keep your phone away! It's distracting."

He twisted in his chair to face her.

"Not like you were paying attention anyway," he whispered back.

She scowled and buried her face in crossed arms. Her back rose and sunk with her breaths as she tried to take a nap. But the nap would go unslept. He used the back of his heel to kick the leg of her table, which shocked her back to the waking world. Just as she prepped a killer glare, she noticed a piece of paper at the edge of the table.

See the sun?


She looked out the window and realized that the sky was cloudy and grey. There was a slight drizzle and the sun was no where to be seen. And when she turned back to the front, he had gone.

Sunlight reached the edge of her vision and she saw the sun come out from behind the clouds. A small rainbow traced its way across the note in her hands.

"Okay, that's all for today."


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