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Submitted to Contest #313
"Are you there, God? It's me..." Her words were followed by a cloud of smoke, created by the same cold that was causing her hands to shake in flurried movements as she cupped them together and blew into them. It was a brisk winter, and all the wood she had gathered for tonight's storm had sporadically vanished the moment she needed it. It was similar to everything in her home. All the things she had needed had disappeared, such as; the wooden spoon she used for pasta, the extra bedding sheets she used when her usual were in the wash, the sto...
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