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Weekly Contest #37
She shook her head, remembering those harsh words muttered by Death himself: “What-” he grimaced eyeing her curiously; at least from what she could tell; it’s hard to read into a bare-boned face, “You thought, like many greedy souls that death was a way out of your pitiful existence?” Death laughed, the sound ripping through the silence like nails on a chalkboard. She raised her finger and chanced to speak, but recoiled under his stare. She somehow knew that no words and no action would change this fate. So, there isn’t a God, she tho...
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