a few scattered trees.
a naked blue sky.
high grass covering any non-existent life.
a pale girl stands looking around herself anxiously with tears streaming down her face and rolling off her chin.
the wind kicks up~ blowing her hair over her hardly-pounding chest.
she holds a white blanket between the fingers of a clenched left hand.
grasping the blanket tightly she closes her eyes.
the wind picks up and forces the blanket out of her hand.
with swollen eyes she turns slowly to see a woman behind her holding the white blanket with one hand as the other reaches out~
palm facing the
sky.
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