Stay With Me

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The air was heavy with the stench of death.

Didun stared blankly at the distance, looking but not really seeing anything. It was midday but darkness lurked everywhere, like a velvet blanket draped over dimming lights. She remembered the days of joy, the days of fullness and their fading glories taunted her. How had her life become this empty shell? Continue reading

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