Natasha Coolen

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Lidia sobbed as she leapt, as the open air embraced her. As the rocks and surf spread below. For a heartbeat, she thought the water might be rising to meet her. But that was her. Falling. A gunshot cracked like a thunderhead breaking. Pain ruptured through her chest, bone shattering, red washing over her vision. Lidia let out a choked, bloody laugh as she died.
Natasha Coolen
Crying nooooo
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