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    Ewan began to walk.

    Just walk.

    Aimlessly.

    As if he were being led by the indecisive whims of the winds. He wound up at the foot of the Eiffel Tower. The massive steel monument casting its shadow on him.

    "How long have I been walking...?" he asked himself aloud, his
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"Well ya can't bathe in yer clothes, can ya?" he chuckled and walked over to his pile.

"You still scared me ha
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I took my high collared coat off and hung it on a low tree branch. I walked to the center of the clearing. Still the same as it always was. The large stone we always laid on was still in its same spot
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A woman who followed what the bible told her to in respects to being a good wife. Yet, her husband constantly told her of her failures. So she cut out her eyes, sealed her mouth, and removed her ears before succumbing to her injuries. Now she seeks, in her tortured afterlife, to right all wrongs created by the likes of men. She cannot hear, see, speak, or think. But she will find you and she will end you.

Materials: wonder white clay and acrylics.
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