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By the lake...
Elaine is not in the mood to speak to many people today. She has a lot on her mind.
She can't get the utter darkness beyond the door out of her mind.
She wants to pray, but she can't.
Pulling her knees to her chest, she wraps herself in her cloak, making herself as small as possible. She looks up at the stars, glittering coldly in the chill early spring.
She can't get the utter darkness beyond the door out of her mind.
She wants to pray, but she can't.
Pulling her knees to her chest, she wraps herself in her cloak, making herself as small as possible. She looks up at the stars, glittering coldly in the chill early spring.