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Submitted to Contest #185
He sat wrapped in a black sheet. The chair was his mother's, it cracked and splintered and creaked with the slightest movement. A sickly yellow firelight came from the lantern beside him, dangerously atop a pile of books with indiscernible spines. He had finished a painting on his wall underneath the stripping wall paper. Only half of it could be seen now that the wall paper had floated back to a comfortable position, and a wavering shadow was fast by the flame over top the remaining image of the painting. He squinted, feeling his face tug l...
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