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... nsformed into monsters, Lenor the one who resembled Eleanor the one who believed she was Eleanor was wandering the central square.
She felt lost. She didn’t know who she was.
She wasn’t Eleanor and she wasn’t Lenor. She was nothing more than something born from other people’s memories of someone who had already died.
Whenever she looked at her hand, she no longer saw a human shape. She saw a hand made entirely of mist.
And while she was drowning in her own thought ...
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