The sky is choked, the underbellies of the clouds stained abattoir-red.
She is beautiful. Starkly, bleakly beautiful. Her hair is dark, long, fluttering in the breeze. Her features are strong, a beauty beneath thick lashes. Her exhalation mists in the air. she takes a breath, but can't stop the tremulous shakes.















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When you're down, it's a long way up
When you're up, it's a long way down.
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When you're down, it's a long way up
When you're up, it's a long way down.
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