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Can't You Help Me as I'm Starting to Burn?
The light of the early morning sun cascaded down onto the vast fields that yielded no more than sparse blades of grass. Dawn was rapidly approaching.Clouds heavy with the onslaught ...
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My Personal Reflection - The Mirror of Erised contest entry
The iridescent light from the moon shone through the small window of the obscure chamber. I reluctantly forced myself to enter, not knowing what I would encounter. My breath was ...
