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attentiveamusement posted this
However, out there where they worked the land, no blood had come down yet, and the acres were – maybe, because they were too small to be hit – still fertile, free of redness. Some might have called their lay of the land as something particularly fortune or even particularly grave, but the dwellers living at the bottom of the mountain thought of nothing the like. They have been spared from the happening which shook the rest of the world. Their daily routine wasn’t disturbed in any kind, and – if it was up to them – it never would.
Miriam, 20, former bulimic, recent schizoid, future accessary after the fact.
Might contain disturbing contents.
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