i saw her there again, standing at the end of the hallway. long black hair, beautiful as ever, streaked with moonlight, eyes dark pools in her porcelain face. she wore her favorite red dress, like a crimson sunset. like a streak of blood in the waning light. laura, of course you couldn't be dead.

tracklist and bonus track: http://bevelle.tumblr.com/post/105756353494/the-shadow-is-cast-a-laura-victoriano-mix

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