Post #955804

A distant memory. A soundless voice. A glimpse of a past you can scarcely remember. You see a girl, but you don't know who she is. She's talking to you, but you can't hear what she's saying. You can see the world outside the window. It's a city, cars on the highway, buildings in the distance, but you can't remember where it is. You're not even sure this is an actual memory, or just a warping of something else. All you do know is, while she talks, there's a clear smile on her face. Not a big smile, but you can tell it's there. And you hold that image close to your heart...