"I don't feel comfortable doing this," I said carefully.My breath misted into the cold night air around us. The silhouette of a circus just down the hill and it's dark, bleak tent peaks were a shadow that almost faded into the deep midnight sky. As if to cast my worries even further into my stomach the sky was starless and not even a sliver of pale moonlight glowed in its bleak black.I shuddered.How many nights were ever like this?I thought if I were to count, it would stop at zero.My skin crawled with my own fears, a sense that almost held me too frozen to step closer.Someone brushed past me, I looked up to see two people walking towards it, their soft whispers unintelligible, almost as if they were speaking in another language.The flowering tree beside me, waved in the wind, its branches dancing back and forth, the deep pink blossoms bouncing in circles as it swayed.I looked at it with hollow, ragged eyes.Flow
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