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Submitted to Contest #86
Lorely sprinted through the hallway, her heart was beating as fast as never and her legs didn't feel like hers anymore. She heard voices and screams, but also the weight on her shoulder as she couldn't stop and gave the enemies the only thing she swore to protect with her own life. The magical book of healing. Although, not only scars and flu healing but mortality or deathly diseases. Or just death on its own. She quickly ran through the back door, out of the burning and conquered palace, and she entered the garden. Red roses welcomed her...
I never really understood, why people lived so complicated lives. Why there were so many things going on in their little heads with billions of thoughts. So many options, so much freedom, still they complained about it with jealousy in their eyes and need to be someone else in their voices every time they spoke. They would come to the park every day, or just every Friday, doing the same thing all over again. Sometimes I wondered, why they desperately wanted to be someone else all the time. Or why they talked bad about those, who were so dif...
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