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Submitted to Contest #149
It happened when Stella was just a teenager. The disappearing she’d called it at the time, though now she simply called it the silence. Her silence. On one of many lonely nights, Stella sat on the edge of her bed, softly strumming her guitar, though no song danced free from her fingers. The chords were as lonely and discordant as she, going softly from the strings with no connection to the one before it or that which followed. Stella simply played for the comfort of the wood on her palm and the feel of metal on her calloused fingers. ...
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