"The girl leaves with him. Her long curls caress his arm that is wrapped possessively around her waist. In the starlight, the pavements shine like silver. The rain drizzles, and the girl shrinks into him for protection. She knows she is vulnerable. In the darkness, the trees are bare and everywhere the streets are full of strangers. Black silhouettes against the silver moon hung in the starlit midnight sky. The night scares her. She wants him to protect her from the unknown."
Je suis désolé mais je ne sais pas.
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