রবিবার, ১৮ সেপ্টেম্বর, ২০১১

So...

"Nuvola", it means "cloud" in Italian.

I've been drifting through different places, and met different people. I have seen much around my travels of these cyber skies. Sometimes I will fade off into nothingness, then appear again once more. Twice I have landed in this place, and twice I have disappeared; I was only a tiny cloud back then, I did not know any better.

But now, it's as if the rest of the world doesn't interest me anymore. I needed to feel--somewhat of a thrill again.

I surveyed you carefully, somehow you have stepped into the same room I was in. I wonder, you're not any ordinary human, are you? A smirk graced my lips as I leaned back against my chair, crossing my legs over as you approached, quite cautiously. So you're wary of me, as expected. But if by some chance that we share things in common, then it certainly would be interesting.

"Well, what do we have here?"

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