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Evenshine

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Meandering through the hinterlands of normalcy

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Evenshine | Meandering through the hinterlands of normalcy Evenshine Meandering through the hinterlands of normalcy Skip to content ← Older posts Dark, whispered Posted on December 13, 2011 by evenshine She held tight to the rough wooden beam as another twisting, breathtaking pain held her. And released her. As the silent figure next to her touched her forehead with a rag, she impatiently swatted his hand away. Wanting him to leave, knowing he wouldn’t, she stared out of the open door at the now-chilly night. In the distance a light wavered in a window. A dog barked. She glanced at the sky. “He’s nothing!” She heard her sister moan in her head, “At least you could have chosen…I don’t know…a mason or something.” She snorted into the dark as she remembered that afternoon by the river. Her sister always had a little too much interest in the mason family down the street. Something about hands …she looked over at his hands, now shooing away a stray goat. The goat...

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