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The storm throws you to my door, drenched and bloodied, god-light dimmed. The crest of the hill is underwater. You have no boots.

         Morning dawns cold, clear, a watery gold. You are gone.
Unfinished, as these things often are.

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Thank you! :rose:
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:iconconcora:
Concora Featured By Owner Jan 22, 2014   Writer
That's very kind of you - thank you! :tighthug:
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Savaliste Featured By Owner Jan 22, 2014
Np :)
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MrWootton Featured By Owner Nov 19, 2013  Professional Writer
Yes.
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Concora Featured By Owner Jan 22, 2014   Writer
:)
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fernknits Featured By Owner Sep 30, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
The first line moves and fascinates me.  I would like to know more about what happens.  Consider expanding this, maybe?  
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Concora Featured By Owner Jan 22, 2014   Writer
I'm glad you like it. I'll certainly consider. :) 
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flummo Featured By Owner Sep 20, 2013  Student Writer
There's just something about this and I really really like the title.
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Concora Featured By Owner Jan 22, 2014   Writer
:heart:
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weatherstained Featured By Owner Sep 4, 2013  Student Digital Artist
As is, this piece is already very strong. 
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