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SOMEWHERE THERE'S A CRACK IN THE SIDEWALK
BIGGER THAN THE SHADOW OF DEATH IN THIS TOWN


Head titled backwards against the harsh rust colored wood, the eerie shadow of the mounted skull cascaded down upon her torso, shading her crimson gaze as she tucked her bangs out of the way. The plum colored dress stood out against the tan brush like dried blood, signaling her presence there among the borders. The cool autumn breeze wasn’t enough to wash away the nightmares she had had the last two nights, and even still they replayed over again in her mind. She wanted to push all thoughts away from those dreams. Those images had been so real, yet terrifying. If they were true…



She raised her palms, pressing them firmly against her skull, flattening her ears against her head and blocking out all sounds except for the dull pounding of her own blood. Squeezing her eyes closed as determined as she could, she blocked out those images. And when she blinked, they were gone. The only thing laid out ahead of her were the lands surrounding Inferni’s wasteland.


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