The night was cold and dark, just like it had been for a long time now. Around her was only silence, only darkness, and she, standing in the middle of it all was wondering how long she had stood there. Her lips were red as blood, but her skin was white and pale as snow. Her blond, long curly hair was still there, but without the shine and the life, which it had used to show.
Had it always been this dark? Again, she could feel the tears rushing through; because she knew it had not.
She tried opening her eyes wider so she could look around. She might as well could have closed them, for what was there to see? Nothing was there anyway. She couldn’t feel. Couldn’t feel anything but silence. Silence, which lead to feel pain. It made her think about how long… How long had she stood there in the darkness?
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