Drive ★★★★★

Nightcall, unanswered. Life trails along the field of blinking city lights, a bolt through the heart of urban darkness, illuminated from the iris by the soul of the road, colors clashed and softly drifting on clear skin. Bloodstreams break and darkly lit faces cave under the pressure of tension, soothed only by the silence and understanding of a love, the feeling of standing side by side and speaking between eyes. A feeling that the drive from the past leads to a future, where the road is short but at least it leads somewhere. It won't last, but the comfort of the frail synth's fairy tale is enough. The hold of a gaze, and nothing else exists.

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