Abel was brushing the snow off his parka while Micha was dancing around him still balancing the plate of cookies singing Were staying were staying were staying overnight Were drying Were drying Were drying on the line
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The place in her though where her tears should have come from was rough and dry. No she didnt find any tears in herself to cry for the storyteller.
The storyteller didnt exist anymore.
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Just a tiny little pain
Three days of heavy rain
Three days of sunlight
Everything will be alright
Just a tiny little pain.
- Antonia Michaelis