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The Void Between
We broke into heaven, and took everything that wasn't nailed down. When we got back, I couldn't help but feel off. I'm a different person out there, adrift in the black sea. I was happy when we lost our home. I thought, great. No more bills. No more work. I came to know this darker side of me, and she lied. I realized I'd never get to feel the wind in my hair again, never know the smell of the ocean, nor the feeling of tending a garden.
I don't know. On the day it all happened, I remember staring into the void with a single thought on my mind: was this what it felt like when Jekyll met Hyde?
