A Photograph It was not the Jewels she Cherished. Diamonds, Rubies, Emeralds, Sapphires. Necklaces, Bracelets, Rings, Pendants. Each one, a Gift from a Cold-Hearted Man. Each one, a Forgiveness of his Sins with Another. She Painfully Traveled the Right Hand Path. Thoughts of the Way it Ought to Be, Clashed with the Thoughts of the Way It Was. Evil use to Lurk in the Shadows near the Road most Traveled, Far away from Her Sight. Evil Now sat On Her Front Porch. Leashed to Column near the Entry...
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