The leaves rustled. The sky seemed incomplete. The rain was
lost. The wind was hopeless. The stars were stolen. And the moon was missing.
It couldn’t have been more perfect. It was time. I knew it.
He knew it. She knew it. They knew it.
The clock was ticking yet the time felt still.
It was dark. Darker than ever before. This was it. He was
coming. She could feel it. It was all a huge game. A trick. A scam. A hoax. It
was deception. It was.. magic.
It couldn’t have been more perfect. It was
time. She knew it. He knew it. They knew it.
The clock was ticking and the time creeped in slow.
It was fear. Fear all around. They were all more afraid than they had ever
been. It was not going to be easy. He was coming. They could all sense it. Yet
they couldn’t stop it.
It was happening. Now or never. And it was now. He wasn’t going to back
down now. The deception, the magic, the stage. It was all set. It was perfect.
It couldn’t have been more perfect. It was
time. They knew it. He knew it. She knew it.
The clock was ticking and the time tiptoed in.
The stage looked beautiful. More than it ever had. More
than it ever would. The lights were gorgeous. The noise was charming. And the,
the story written eons ago. It was going to be a great show. He knew that. And
no one would be able to stop him. He would be able to do it. He had mastered it
for so long. And finally, it was time.
His act was ready. And so was he. Not a pinch of fear. Not
a drop of hesitation. Not a single trickle of sweat. It was as good as done.
Already.
It couldn’t have been more perfect. It was
time. He knew it. She knew it. They knew it.
The clock was ticking and the time trudged along.
She looked beautiful. More than she ever had. More than she
ever would. Her dress was gorgeous. Her poise was charming. And her, her story
written eons ago. It was going to be a great show. She knew that.
But she wasn’t scared. She was ready. For the very last
time. She could do it. She had faith in herself. Besides, none of it mattered
anymore. None of it did. She knew what she was getting herself into. And she knew
what she got herself into. It was a beautiful mess of gorgeous chaos. Just
absolutely perfect.
It couldn’t have been more perfect. It was
time. She knew it. He knew it. They knew it.
The clock was ticking and the time started running.
The stage looked phenomenal. She looked gorgeous and he, he looked ready. It was happening. Finally. After eons. The story would finish today. It was the last chapter and they knew it. They all knew it. It will end. Finally.
They were scared. All of them. Nervous, baffled, hesitant. Yet they were
excited. Yes, they were hopelessly excited. It was all going to happen today. It
was all going to end today. Now or never, people. Now or never!
Ah, they had waited for this so long. This had to happen now. And this
would. They were all ready. It was all set.
It couldn’t have been more perfect. It was
time. They knew it. He knew it. She knew it.
The clock was ticking and the time sprinted across.
The leaves still rustled. The sky still seemed incomplete.
The rain was still lost. The wind was still hopeless. The stars were still
stolen. And the moon was still missing.
It couldn’t have been more perfect. It was time. I knew it.
He knew it. She knew it. They knew it.
The clock was ticking and the time went missing.
The stage was set.
The curtains were drawn.
The show had begun.
She was a puppet now.
And the clock stopped ticking.
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