Hanging by a thread...
I'm falling. My body is weightless and I am suspended by one tiny thread. One thin strand that could snap at any moment. I feel my body slowly becoming heavier and my mind starts to swim. But all of a sudden, one simple thought passes through by mind. The thought of soft green eyes. Each a well of something that is more than it looks like on the outside. I feel the thread thicken and a pair of hands pull me up. My gaze lifts and I stare into two green eyes.
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