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Post by Hollywood Heidi on May 5, 2024 13:06:35 GMT -8
The dark hours of the new day pass.
It is now the morning of Friday, October 28, 2011.
Five days after the clock started moving.
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Post by Hollywood Heidi on May 5, 2024 14:30:08 GMT -8
Breathing so shallow that she appeared still as death, Charlie lay in a dark, dreamless sleep upon a sheet-draped large cot--the best by way of bed the theatre of a small town had on hand--in a blue princess dress borrowed from wardrobe. Her hands were folded neatly over the stem of a real, bright red rose that rested on her torso. A jeweled tiara--also compliments of wardrobe, rested upon her head with her long blonde curls neatly arranged around her face and shoulders.
A spinning wheel--the only item besides the rose not borrowed from the theatre--sat to the side of the bed, the tip of its spindle stained the reddish-brown of dried blood.
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