A short story I wrote at 2am in the morning.
It's about a very sad loss and a pretty happy memory.
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What happens when you put a girl who lives on dreams in a place where dreams can't survive?
What is a girl anyway, if not a dreamer?
If you strip that girl of her dreams, what does she have then?
What is she then?
She is a woman.