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Submitted to Contest #85
The windows of the house flickered sadly. The wax flowed slowly down the red trunk of the candle. A soft whisper carved into the silence. The darkness had already absorbed almost all the dim light sources, but the mere glow of the stars shining incessantly. "You have to hurry, and remember, as soon as you get there to visit Abigail Clover." She will understand. Come on, hurry! You have to go- the old woman's teary gaze aimed at her black eyes.- We love you so much, Mary, my little Mary! They embraced. "God bless you, Mrs. Johnson, thank you ...
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