The sun shined weakly through brief pinpricks 90 in the thick cloud cover, the weather was brewing a storm. A dull light shone through the open window blinds and softened the room with parchment yellowness. And from that they came back by way of the Kreutzer Sonata and Resurrection to Tolstoy again. They were filthy after the burial. Idiote. Her features are the same, yet the change has written its mark into her face.
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