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Wavering Crimson

The cabin has always been dull. The absence of color is something she longed to change but everything remained grey. 

The walls, the ceiling, the furniture, the sheets. 

When did it first brought her here? She can't remember. 

Who she is, she can't remember. 

All memories, emotions and longing has blurred as time went by, but the need to escape remained. 

Escape to where she remains unsure, but she has to. She knows she doesn't belong here. Not in this colorless world. Deep inside her, remains a need that can't be subdued.

Daunting silence has been her constant companion, except for the occasional crash of the vile smelling sea. 

The only window of the cabin faced an endless pool of carcass. A sight which terrorized her every waking moment. Animals floating like soap bubbles, clashing with each other. Sinking one another.

"Release me" she whispered in the wind, but the wind betrayed her. 

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