50 Word Stories: Borderlands

I tread this path between night and day, the distant light and retreating darkness. It wears at me. Eyes that should shine with cerulean and gold vivacity do not, instead, they harbour the drear of grey mizzle. I wish to open my heart and leave these borderlands. Yes, I wish.

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