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Her voice is as soft as ashes and he
can hear the sound of her heart burning.
"When will you be back?" she asks, and he
does not answer, cannot answer. Not yet.
"When it is finished," he finally says.
He turns to leave, and fancies that he can smell her
woodsmoke tears, the scent following him
in a silent rebuke.
can hear the sound of her heart burning.
"When will you be back?" she asks, and he
does not answer, cannot answer. Not yet.
"When it is finished," he finally says.
He turns to leave, and fancies that he can smell her
woodsmoke tears, the scent following him
in a silent rebuke.
This idea just sort of popped into my head. I don't know why. Criticism/comments greatly appreciated!
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