Purple Clouds
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Pane

Pane

A drop of blood dries on the window pane. The rain outside can't touch it or wash it away. The room is so quiet that you can hear a pulse fading out to eternity.

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[What is wrong with oneword.com? It has been stuck on the same word for weeks now. I reckon the webmaster must be on a six week non-stop cookie binge. Anyway, that was my latest attempt... ]


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