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Weekly Contest #314
The flowers had already withered away and the berries that had been so red and plum, were hanging rotten from the branches. Thisbe and Pyramus, lying in their sorrows and regrets, were found a day later. Their blood already soaked up by the roots of the tree and the grass. Which, before was a rich green, now a dry brown that when stepping on it caused a crunch as unpleasant as that of bones dislocating. They lay there, eyes once so vibrant and alive, now looked a dull color of blue. If you looked deep into them you could see the desperation ...
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