Eliza: Breathing

There is always something to distract us, something urgent, usually unpleasant, so I’m going to say this really fast, before I lose your attention: last night I heard the roar of the planet spinning on its axis, the deafening breath of an enormous creature.

Amelia: Different

Never had fall been more beautiful, a symphony of warm colors, like a nature’s embrace, and it made her feel loved by a love higher than this world.

Barry: I See

I could buy the story that the world is wicked, that mankind is desperate and alone.

Jessica: Alive

The soft breeze that touched me has opened the sky, and sun dappled brightness like honey, but who has the time for the birds in the trees and genially watching the bunnies?

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