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“Every once in a while, like a little almost inaudible cry and then silence denying it, she’d quickly gain the feeling of being able to live and then she’d lose it forever in a dizzy surprise: what happened? Though the feeling was fleeting as a perfume while you run, almost a lie, it had been exactly that, being able to live…”

In confusion everything was hurrying scared and dark, their mother’s call was sprouting from the depths of the mansion and bursting between them in a new presence. The voice had not altered the silence of the night but had split its darkness as if the cry were white lightning.

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