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amyteee91 FINALLY Master Murky, hell yes #heroesofthestorm #murky #murloc #gaming #blizzard 3h

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yudi_apriawan small light #murk #murky 10h

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hmberta Spring pockets filled with seasons past #sightsofspring #remerge #murky 21h

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jpalna А вдоль дороги мертвые с косами стоят....и тишинаааа...)) 22h

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  •   lishlikes Follow them, go to the Homepage it's a great idea! :)) 24h

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kuhmealyen Part II of the collaboration with my good friend @d_w_o_r_k

Photo by: @kuhmealyen
Story by: @d_w_o_r_k

When he exits the Voltaire at 2:00 a.m. he becomes Orpheus of Greek myth, the #ghost-memory of his ex-wife becoming his version of the beloved Eurydice. Her fading memory follows him from the bar and into the night; the bourbon cloud and his burning #desire keeps her memory clinging to him like smoke to an extinguished flame. But unlike Orpheus, he does not lead her out from the #underworld of the dead. Instead, he delivers her from the memory of a life once spent together and out into a chilly Kansas City night. He wants to bring the memory of her home with him, just as he once did the actual woman, seven years earlier. There is still a #lucid part of his mind that acknowledges that she isn’t really there with him; that she really isn’t following him from behind, just a few steps back. As with Orpheus, he knows that if he looks back to check to see if she is actually there, she will be taken away from him once again – pulled back into the #murky depths of faded memory. If he can only keep his eyes facing forward; if he can just keep following the #moonlight shimmer of the train tracks in front of him, then he will be able to continue living his sad little life in blissful ignorance; a life where the tracks will lead him and the memory of the woman he once loved back to the warmth and #security of his bed. But he is a weak man; the alcohol and his unrelenting mental #anguish have severely compromised his resolve. Each step forward only makes him long for the memory of her even more. And so he turns to look back – he always looks back. And of course she isn’t there; she never was. There is only the cold Kansas City night, and a darkening #void of a life almost forgotten. The memory of a memory fades.
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azmatbhatt #Murky waters :( 2d

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