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The strangeness grips on to Alium, it's talons ripping her being to shreds, before it disappears. Its marks are not visible on her skin. Any mark the strangeness gives disappear like the crack of a whip. only a slight memory of what happens remains, not that Alium cares enough to look into it, she's got life to live.
What happens when the strangeness starts to visit alium more often? When the strangeness no longer remains quiet? When the strangeness points her to something or rather someone? She's got life to live after all.
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It's like **it** never existed. The problem is I don't quite know what. All I know is it's like it never existed or maybe , it hasn't, or it doesn't, I don't quite know.
**I've never cared enough to look into it for more then a moment. **
These strange feelings, I call the strangeness, they come about once a month. It was like that this morning. I woke up, sun shining through my window, rays soaking into the pink walls I haven't changed since I was six.
I got up, as always I ignored the mess on my floor, and wandered to the bathroom.
Once in the bathroom everything was normal, for a moment. The *harsh* light shone on the brown tiles. The white bathtub stood out in the small bathroom, taking up an entire wall.
Everything this morning seemed *crisper* like I was living in a blur and suddenly a clarity has emerged.
The only problem with that is that I've always had better than average sight.