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Ongoing5m
Last published Mon, Jun 24, 2013
She woke up on her back, laid underneath a scorching blanket of gray snow. No life surrounded her, wild or other, the only movement being the eerily beautiful flakes of ash falling to earth, buffeted by the slight breeze. The black sky lay stretched above her, no stars showing. Both were alone.
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