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Daydreamer by Eva Jones There is a girl. She resides in the realm between reality and the dreams of stars, which despite being giant, gaseous balls of fire have dreams too. It was the improbable nature of this realm that drew her in and captivated her, so much so that she became a shadow of a person in reality. People started to worry, as she would daze around with stars in her eyes, unseeing of the present. Was she clueless? Was she enlightened? Was she really missing out on anything at all? For the world is oft’ dark and cold and when she was present only seas of sadness resided in the orbs between her nose. She could escape though, and ah how wonderful it was! To gaze off into the far-reaching abyss and search for that tiny spark, straining to see it until it bursts forth, encompassing her entirely. Blooms of aquamarine, amethyst, amaranth, amber, and azure start the story, swirling with elation and anticipation of what the girl may dream. Far off places with knights and aliens and warm blankets and pop tarts and joy and love and happiness so bright it's blinding. Then the bell rings. The darkness crawls in, the glowing sun replaced with glaring florescent, the lovely flowers with horny teenagers covered in acne and angst. Sadness flows like a stream through the souls of the mindless, monotonous herd. She slowly blends into one of them, allowing the grey to encompass the vibrant creativity that emanated from her. It was such a shame, she could have been something special, but it was that grey permeating the pores of all those herded in there by the bell each morning. Why is it that the brightest stars must always burn the fastest until that light is relinquished to the darkness of the universe? We all stare for a moment at the brightness of that beautiful star, but in actuality it has already died, its loss of light simply hasn’t traveled through the universe to us yet. Amazing how it can still light up the sky in our eyes even if it has already died. It is these brilliant people lighting up the world that truly see the darkness surrounding them. They fight, but it’s still there, everywhere.

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