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Lost in a Void
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Complete, First published Apr 21, 2019
There she sits alone and haunted by each passing thought. She never belongs, she never lives. She just exists.
"Separation is an outcast. It holds its victims by the throat and slowly wraps its fingers around them. It lives, feeding on the lonely, broken souls, drowning them in tears of sorrow and remorse."
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For five years, she was an orphan. For one night, a stowaway. And for fifteen years, a train station was her home. Her memory began with the sound of trains. Her mistreatment began with the experience of the bad room. Her life began with the encounter of a young girl and a kindly station master. She goes by Little One, and he went by Sir. Neither ever knew the others' name. She was one of the few to survive the Beekley Orphanage Massacre of 1950, and this is her life.