Two Months
Regretfuluntil I needed to come back
Stage FrightThe stage is bare, but by no means empty.Stage Fright
A dying yellow light encircles an old and out of tune piano in a warm glow. Weary, once-silken curtains hang loosely on their frames. Always threatening, but never managing to fall. Heading towards the heavens are an infinite number of love stories. Sagas and legends that soar beyond the human imagination. Scrawled on these walls, these altars to time. Here and there. Tatters and shavings. Of wood and worlds. Remain.
The stage is still, but by no means motionless.
Tutus still shuffle nervously in anticipation. Opening night is as sacred and anxiously awaited as
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"I dreamed of vine and grass, apples and emeralds, rain and white night-flowers that bloomed with green centres. I dreamed of everything I’d lost and all that I’d found and everything in between."
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Harry Potter and the Stoned Philosopher
Harry Potter and Secrets of the Bed Chamber
Harry Potter and the Record of Most Bails out of Azkaban
Harry Potter and Too Many Goblets of Firewhisky
Harry Potter Ordering Around the Phoenix
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"I dreamed of vine and grass, apples and emeralds, rain and white night-flowers that bloomed with green centres. I dreamed of everything I’d lost and all that I’d found and everything in between."
Are you why?
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Harry Potter and the Stoned Philosopher
Harry Potter and Secrets of the Bed Chamber
Harry Potter and the Record of Most Bails out of Azkaban
Harry Potter and Too Many Goblets of Firewhisky
Harry Potter Ordering Around the Phoenix
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"I dreamed of vine and grass, apples and emeralds, rain and white night-flowers that bloomed with green centres. I dreamed of everything I’d lost and all that I’d found and everything in between."
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