| Such a brave little bird you are. . . |


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Why-why is it so cold? Why is everything so damp? Thoughts raced through my mind, completely unaware of where I was, why I was here, or even if I was meant to be here. From the outside, I was probably a scene of utter despair, my closed eyes just fidgeting around as if there was anything I could see. My hearing, which was rather acute, could hear the shifting sounds of others, moving and picking things up. Buttons were clicking, muffled voices were barely audible.
Wake her. A sinister voice sounded, which had to be close for me to
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..:: Pain Nourishes Courage. You can't be brave if you've only had wonderful things happen to you. ::..
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Surely it's no coincidence that the word "listen" is an anagram of the word "silent".
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