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8 Jan 2007


Posted by Oblivion in General | 8:26pm

She opened the door with no audible signs of haste. Heavy downpour just dampened into a gentle drizzle as she greeted me with a most unwelcoming stare. Eyes, big and wide, looking straight, her expression stern, she looked like a woman who has no stories to tell, who has had a vacuous past and lost all sense of intrigue.

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Possessed with an uncomfortable blend of surprise and bewilderment, I cleared the traces of rain on my face, quickly ran fingers through my hair, still thoroughly wet, and gestured as if to point at a moment in immediate past.


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1 Comments | "Exile" »

  1. By vani

    9 Jan 2007, 12:15pm [ Reply ]

    Are ur (...to be continued...)
    stories meant for never to be continued?

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