He's on the ragged edge. ’ ‘You’re going?’ asked his friend, and the note of relief was marked. There is only Gerald to see me, after all. She heard his voice screaming her name into the twilight as she fled, his cries trailing like banners, weaving through the breeze that had begun to gently stir the dew on the ground.
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