Chapter Twenty Five
"Where is my heart? Is it lost in the stars? In the love of another? Where is the kiss I wish for? I think he is lost, lost in a different world. A world of pain, pleasure and dream. Yes, he is lost in a dream. Just as we all are."" * Day 5 Rain. Heavy, thick, fat, bounding drops of ice cold, mind numbing rain fell down thickly from the heavens, as if a God was shredding tears for the lost world he'd made. The clouds were black and dark in the morning air, a chilly wind escaping down to the woodland floor. Brooke opened his blue eyes and stared out the tent's door watching the splattering drops fall to the thirsty earth. He blinked a few times trying to remember how many days had passed, when the soft touch of a bare hand skimmed up his naked body under the blankets. The man frowned, an
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