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A Wounded Heart
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2026-09-26 02:29:14A light snow fell endlessly from the grey Northern sky. The white granules landed softly upon the garden courtyard, blanketing the petals of the pink peonies that had just been covered by a fresh mound of damp earth.
There, upon the cold stone bench, Roselyn sat alone. She sat motionless like a porcelain statue. The thin cotton dress she wore could not ward off the freezing air, and a pile of snow had begun to settl
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