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Author on Reedsy Prompts since Sep, 2021
Submitted to Contest #116
I sunk into the cushioned leather seat as I sighed, exhaling the musty air that encompassed us. I looked out the window, the outside world blurred from the foggy condensation that had formed on the frigid glass. A luminous orange glow came from the dancing flames of a fire, people sat around it to protect themselves from the bitter winter air. I turned towards you, tears streamed down your face, like rain falling into your lap. You looked at me, your eyes glossy like polished gems. Through sobs, you opened your mouth to speak to me āIām so ...
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