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Submitted to Contest #329
The colorless guise in the midst of peril was I, Zara Antonelli. It was a bright cold day in April and the clock struck five. The death hour. The hour that reminded me why I spent my days alone in my lodging. I had no life anymore, at least not after the abiding reminiscence of my past. Vincent was truly such a pure, young soul. Not a living creature would dare end a life such as his. Yet here I am. Unable to escape the torture nor face it, I live lifeless. I noticed a familiar person approaching through the window. The woman bearing mail ta...
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