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The Family Dinner
The air was thick and heavy; I could have sliced it with a knife. Its stickiness seemed to cling to my skin, like fresh blood. The dining room was colossal. Marble pillars grew from the floor to the ceiling as statues of famous philosophers who were stuck on the ground stared in envy. The walls…
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A Different Form Of Magic
761 Tang Dynasty A cross. A cross on my left cheek. It sizzles hot at the slight touch. The two onyx lines meet at a centre point. The place where I cried the most tears, the place where my face wrinkles when a sense of misfortune comes my way. The two lines carry the burden…