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Author on Reedsy Prompts since Feb, 2020
Submitted to Contest #29
The clock strikes twelve, the world never shifts. The sky both ahead and above me remain grey. Not one eye or gaze shifted toward me, for there were none. I was alone, shivering in the snow. I stand in the center of the plaza. The buildings around me rise up like ice spears. The snow came down, leaving a thin coat on the pavement. The snow may be red. Truly, I could never know, for I could not see colors. The earth, in her purest form. She is alone, as am I. A lost girl in a lost world. I could trek the thinnest paths, the steepest mountains...
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