It was a wonderful place to be, watching the rain drip down the panes of glass, safe and comfortable inside these empty halls. Then days turned to weeks, weeks into months. Beauty faded into boredom, then into a melancholy loneliness. A hundred thousand drops of rain running the same race again and again. Panes of glass started to feel like iron bars. Safety lived inside, longing for life beyond these walls.
A beautiful prison
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A beautiful prison
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It was a wonderful place to be, watching the rain drip down the panes of glass, safe and comfortable inside these empty halls. Then days turned to weeks, weeks into months. Beauty faded into boredom, then into a melancholy loneliness. A hundred thousand drops of rain running the same race again and again. Panes of glass started to feel like iron bars. Safety lived inside, longing for life beyond these walls.