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There is no hell. Do whatever you want.

A tempestade que chega é da cor dos teus olhos castanhos.

Moonchild

“There was a reason that she was so romantic about the moon. It never asked her questions or begged for the answers nor did she ever have to prove herself to it. It was always just there– breathing, shining, and in ways most humans can’t understand: Listening.”

–Christopher Poindexter