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her eyes radiated hurt.

sadness.

nervousness.

they glinted,

even in the dim light

but that could just be the water that covered them like blankets.

the tears being forced back

it was as if at any moment,

they'd come running down.

like unstoppable tsunamis.

scintilla | daniel howell Where stories live. Discover now