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Amelia remained at the edge of the bluff, the breeze whipping her hair around her face. Underneath, waves ran into rough shakes, sending pungent shower out of sight. She grasped her camera firmly, its weight an encouraging anchor in her wild world. A half year prior, everything had broken. Her significant other, Sam, had been her stone, her accomplice throughout everyday life and in their common enthusiasm for experience and investigation. They had ventured to the far corners of the planet together, catching snapshots of excellence and mirac...
Covered Spirits In the clamoring heart of New York City, where the whirlwind of life reverberated off transcending high rises, two outsiders ended up drawn together by a common enthusiasm for photography. Olivia remained at the edge of Focal Park, her camera supported in her grasp like a valued fortune. Her heart dashed with expectation as she outlined a dose of the sunset projecting a brilliant shine over the city horizon. Photography was her departure, a method for catching passing snapshots of excellence and freeze them in time. Across th...
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As the days were coming closer and closer, Michael couldn't help but feel butterflies in his tummy. He sat there for a long time staring into space. He had a longing in his eyes, the longing that everything would come to an end as soon as it had started. He missed his cousin miserably. His village was to have a visit from the people who allegedly murdered his cousin but no action was taken about it. The more he remembered all that, the more he hated "the government" and himself.~18 months ago~Michael was an ordinary village boy who grew up w...
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