The soul felt a terrible ache, the years went slowly numb in a spread of paralysis, of shock, an inward emptiness in her soul. Like dead leaves crumpling to powder, blown away on the wind.

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The soul felt a terrible ache, the years went slowly numb in a spread of paralysis, of shock, an inward emptiness in her soul. Like dead leaves crumpling to powder, blown away on the wind.
The great emptiness the loss of a memory. Could anyone ease the pain?
In her dreams time would stop in a place of emptiness of every unfulfilled wish, and every unspoken word.