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I am too preoccupied with grief when I finally stand up to leave. Before turning away, I mutter a quick goodbye to Max.
The sun is almost right above my head and the heat is making my pupils dilate.
I am so forgetful that I can't remember which side the gates used to be.
I take a wild guess and starts walking to the east. The graveyard is so large and I am thinking how many people had been buried here.
I peek over the gravestones to see the dwarf gates and someone bumps against me, something falls down by my leg and I quickly look down.
I can't see what fell down because a figure is looming over it.
It's a blond girl.
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Blue
Short StoryHer solace was the tears she shed in the middle of the night, when she knew there was no one to listen to her sobs or notice her wet pillow.. He found salvation in the blood that often oozed out of his hand. When their paths meet, will the blood be...
