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| rdfs:label | - Darkness Falls - Lapsum Adami
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| rdfs:comment | - I went through the streets to meet Evelynn. Snow silently falling upon the ground as if an eternal white desert. It was early so there were almost no one outside. We had agreed to meet where we always met: between two buildings with a passageway in the middle. In the summer it always looked so pretty there. Flowers blooming in stone vases and benches so one could sit and enjoy the beauty of such simple things. Alas it was winter, no flowers for me. Except for the strangely placed bouquet of red roses on a bench. I went up to it and a card read "To Adam". Lovely written with a red pen, obviously by a woman's hand. However on the other side of the card it read "Darkness Falls". It was written by a black pen, the words almost unintelligible. Seems to have been written in haste. What was Evely
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| abstract | - I went through the streets to meet Evelynn. Snow silently falling upon the ground as if an eternal white desert. It was early so there were almost no one outside. We had agreed to meet where we always met: between two buildings with a passageway in the middle. In the summer it always looked so pretty there. Flowers blooming in stone vases and benches so one could sit and enjoy the beauty of such simple things. Alas it was winter, no flowers for me. Except for the strangely placed bouquet of red roses on a bench. I went up to it and a card read "To Adam". Lovely written with a red pen, obviously by a woman's hand. However on the other side of the card it read "Darkness Falls". It was written by a black pen, the words almost unintelligible. Seems to have been written in haste. What was Evelynn up to this time? Giving me an bouquet of flowers and this cryptic message? The flowers were something Evelynn would certainly do, but the message. Unsure what to think of this I continued to where we had agreed to meet. She was just lying there. Her lifeless body, her jade green eyes were as empty as the eternal void. Her sun stricken blonde hair lying softly upon the white snow.
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