then a flash of crimson 
a fleeting glimpse of something desireable that haunted the subconscious 
the air grew heavy with anticipation 
a raw energy ignited 
leaving an indelible mark on the soul 
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Maya poprotskya
then a flash of crimson a fleeting glimpse of something desireable that haunted the subconscious the air grew heavy with anticipation a raw energy ignited leaving an indelible mark on the soul .