one passing night
the evening is spread out against the sky
July 1st, 2011 
11:47 pm - First ♥ Void
[White. White, white, white, white, white. The hallways are unbearably white and unending. She keeps walking, deeper and deeper. But it doesn't end. Perhaps a fitting punishment for what she's done. But she just keeps walking, forward eternally, helmet under an arm. It never ends, the hallway stretching and stretching...]

...Geez. Even I'd think this place would have to end...
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