We’re twins, you and I. We are so much alike. We have both our positives and negatives. My yin to your yang, so to speak. Alone, we are powerless, but together, oh together, what beautiful music we make! What wonderful lights and whirring delights! We bring them all to energized life.
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Manhunt
Leaves crunched noisily under foot despite their practiced woodsman experience.
In the Eye of the Sandstorm
A gust of wind stirred up the dust of the deserted street.
Compassion
Eunice set the picture of their Caribbean vacation on the side table as quietly as she could, trying not to wake him.
Guilt
“I know what you did,” said the voice and hung up.