Children. The sound of their small voices and laughing could be heard as she gazed out over the small playground. She was sitting on a bench, a book in her hands
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All you could see was her back. She was alone, standing at some unknown beach, and clad only in a simple light blue shift. Her hair was down, the long strands brushing against her face as the sea breeze blew past
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