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The sun fled the sky, pursued by an army of colors. Yellows and oranges raced along clouds, chased by deep reds and crimsons. These in turn gave way to the violets that heralded the victorious night. The bravest of stars soon twinkled faintly in the evening sky. Watching the battle for the heavens, I considered wishing on one of these pinpoints of light, but I realized it would be foolish. I had what i wanted in my arms. I ran my fingers through her long hair. She was a mystery to me. Somehow her slow breathing calmed me, even as the warmth of her nearness to me made my heart race with passion.