A journey to Elysium
Stay with me please".
Alexa pleaded, while her tears trickled down her face, wetting Murphy's dress.
Murphy put her hand on her head, while her heart was tearing away with the future that was waiting for her, a pathetic death that she had already visualized, a merciless one for this frail and delicate soul.
The catastrophe of the burning hopes and desires, burning away at the hands of the beast that she dreaded throughout her life, with vultures encircling her, meanwhile, she wailed for help, where no one came except the blazing sun, and encircling vultures picking on her skin, not even waiting for the soul to escape.
Murphy's heart was trembling at the thought of the dream that was buzzing
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