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Weekly Contest #43
Amelia was devoted to the paintings on the walls. Small flames danced with the candles in front of them while they were humming a melody for her. Dressed with the light of the moon, she danced with a man casted by the candles.When the candles melted, magic disappeared. In her dreams she could still hear the humming and the nightmares turned into dreams. A conversation with humans that weren’t made of oil like the ones she venerated, felt like a theatre. She was tired of them, their love for art didn’t exist, all she loved, was distorted ever...
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