1.6 I had fallen in love with the lack of night sky in New York,
adoring the lighting of skyscrapers and buildings at night,
captivated by the mysteries of each person hidden behind each window.
Fae was consumed in hatred, New York being the cause for her spiral and pain.
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Hollow
Short StoryThe story of who she was before she stumbled into the bar one night and placed herself upon a reserved stool. © 2016, Christine Marie.
