The Story -
Bede's strawberry blonde hair is swept
up as she drifts through a house that burned thirty years ago.
Sitting on sun heated stones, Tyrone shivers as a sudden cold
breeze swishes over him.
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Zephyr
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I'm a big fan of the remains of houses/buildings. They have a lot of stories to tell. Thanks for linking up!
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