THE BIDDING ROOM
They say the most beautiful things in the world are untouchable. The stars, the moon, the innocence of a child, the last breath before a storm.
Evelyn was all of those things. Yet, she was none of those things at the same time. She was not meant for this world, she did not belong here. She was too innocent and too tender for this beast called earth. She was like a candle placed in the middle of a battlefield. Her existence felt like a mistake, a divine creature that had slipped through the cracks and landed among monsters. You could see it in her eyes, wide, pale and impossibly green, like new leaves trembling in early spring. Eyes that didn’t know how to lie, eyes that begged for mercy even
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