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She watched him from afar – through her thick-rimmed glasses – observing the way he deftly flipped each page of the tome before him. The man sat opposite her, his whole person almost concealed by the towers of books set on the large, rickety table. The dim lighting of the room, provided by the elegant but aged chandelier overhead shifted, the source of light ever so slightly swaying back and forth. A soft breeze enters through the large windows behind her, sending the stray bits of her long black hair towards her face, the rest being safely secured in a bun. The high ceiling of the room echoes with the sound of silence. Almost as h

"So I failed," the young man hung his head upon his chest in a gesture of dissatisfaction. A light wind blew, rustling the fallen leaves in the golden garden. The trees stood tall despite their fallen foliage, and the bronze and gold leaves crowned the earth in a soft, lush carpet. The clear, piercing tinkling of a teacup against a saucer echoed through the air. The blueness of the sky lay unclothed by the clouds slowly creeping away in wisps. "I see," the woman opposite him replied. Her girlish white dress fluttered in the breeze, and the short black hair that framed her face cascaded in the wind. Her hands were on her lap, and she stared

for V        The hall was filled to the brim with excited, chattering people. It was dark, save for a few small lights adorning the edge of the stage. The crimson curtains that draped the scene loomed quietly and expectantly, like the silence in her heart. The resonance of the place made the smallest comment sound like the murmuring of a group. But, she couldn't really process any of it. It was like how after you've stood in a forest for long enough, the humming of the insects and the bird calls start to fade into the background. This moment was like that for her, but also not quite like that. In that forest, you would feel at peace. The si