"Tonight we walked under a sky hung with a million billion trillion stars, and a perfect crescent moon, and watched the constellations of fireflies blinking greenly and magically in the trees and hedgerows like a tiny magical cityscape. Other fireflies would fly up, and arch across the sky and come down like falling stars."
ang romantic no? it's just that
Neil Gaiman was talking about his dog (June 19 2007 entry). hehehe! but still... *sigh*
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"And it was never a question
You were crowing for repair
You'd give him love and affection
You couldn't keep him there"
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hehehe oo nga :)
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