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| Plages des Graniers |
Those memories she pretended to forget became real as
she struggled on, yearning to be alone. A soft and tender feeling of solitude
was all she longed for. She fought against insanity throughout the day. Yet at
night, she hid in a dark corner of the garden where the humming of a gentle
breeze healed her. The freezing air tasted of honey and her hands dug into the
soft warm sand of her dreams, a seashell barely touching her fingertips. Broken
in half forever, all she needed was to close her eyes and travel to distant
places and starry skies.
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