calinerie-largeShe’s sitting inside by candlelight. Outside the world is covered in mist. Everything is silent. Still. There is only the steady hum from the fridge, a car passing by now and then. The world is waking up. Slowly, then faster.

She feels tired yet is unwilling to go back to sleep. The day has already begun and she don’t want to miss out on anything.

A fly sits on the window. A pink candle is burning next to her, its flame almost unmoving. She feels hungry. Soon she’ll make breakfast.

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