The Shadow of Sylvania's Curse
Nonetheless, it was a good room, with a glass window overlooking the wild, humid horizon, a small cabinet, a bed table with a glass and a plastic bottle filled with cold water, which sat beside the umbrella-shaped lamp, and a comfort room to complete the set.
Sighing, Laura turned to the side and started clicking her iPhone. She wanted to write what she’d heard from Martha, but she couldn’t find the right words to begin. In the end, she found herself scrolling on F******k. There weren’t many updates from her online friends. It was just the usual memes they’d shared, which wasn’t at all interesting to cover up the gloom starting to eat away her consciousness.
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