The Abyss

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She pulls the crappy red sedan to a stop. Sighing, she leans her head against the steering wheel and releasing the storm raging within her.
Her sobs penetrate the stifling silence of the car but barely make a dent on the bellows of the wind outside.

When the tears stop streaming down her face and the consistent sound of sorrowful sobs stop, she gets out of the car and finds herself facing the dark abyss seen from Umut Peak

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