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Writing Prompts 1. She looked at her grandmother lying so peacefully. The lines of age and suffering were gentled as if by an angel and she…
2. Dark night, dark blood carrying with it a river of rage that had brought him to this point. And the horror of it suddenly shone with the clarity of his face in the mirror and…
3. She stood, pressed against the wall, listening with pleasure to the laughter of the children. Tears swelled in her eyes as she remembered...
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