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Bryan's avatar

Steam rose as the elegant china cup was placed in front of her, curling upwards in the morning sun streaming through the curtains.

"Will there be anything else, Mum?"

"No, thank you Roberta", she replied, setting down her extravagantly flowered pen. "You have always been very kind to me through the years".

Her journal was open, not yet complete, and she knew her time was short. With effort, she picked up her pen and resumed writing. The tea was already starting to cool.

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Dark. Cold. But wait, the sun is rising, it shines it's bright light on the whole Earth. It shines all the way to each and every grass blade. Each and every one...

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