A sudden gust of dry air passed through her hair. The fresh tears of her eyes still rested on her cheeks, shimmering. She looked out through the window over the green mountains that lay widespread in front of her eyes. The air had brought the scent of the green mountains today. The scent of her lover she wandered in that serene beauty with, once upon a time. It were the nostalgias of numerous years that have passed by and disappeared in the darkness as if they never occurred, after touching the core of her heart which that sudden gust of air had brought along with it. It were a thousand memories that died somewhere inside her, resurfacing themselves in her thoughts. It was a slow poison that was seeping itself into her skin and burning her whole existence... How much damage can even a sudden gust of dry air can do when it recounts a tale of loss. Only if she could, she'd stop breathing the same air now...
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