Daily Writing Blurb

She stood at the edge of the wood, a blazing lantern in her hands. The reports of her vigil had been frequent and consistent; some thought she was a statue, some incredible artist's monument to a lost love. If anyone had bothered to talk to her, she might have been pleased with that story, but she would be the first to tell them how wrong they were - if only she could tell them the truth.

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