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Weekly Contest #364
Epilogue In the end, it had never been them.It had always been me. My birth. The fog in the frosty night was set ablaze by the street lamps. Their orange-yellow light flickered over the empty streets, interrupted by the occasional skeletal tree, bare and black branches like dark omens cutting through the light. I saw it all as through a filter. My legs would carry on, relentlessly. Thank God. If my mind had won the battle, they would have caved a long time ago, given in, crumbled, as my world had. „It’s your fault,“ a voice whispered in m...
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