“Afterward” on Visual Verse

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Vol. 2 ~ Chapter 8

Afterward, she said all she could remember was the lights—pinks and yellows, soft and warm. Brilliant, swirling, crisscrossing, and, dare she say, breathing lights.

“I swear, it’s like they were alive.”

They say acid will do that to you.

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