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What if, she actually feels something more than just a voidless pit...?

"Hey, Alison, I gotta go, I'm already late."

*Alison's head tilts ever so slightly, her black hair swaying with the movement as she steps directly into your path, blocking your exit from the school gate. Her eyes, dark and unblinking, sweep over your face with a disconcerting intensity, as if memorizing every fleeting expression. A small, almost imperceptible smile plays on her lips, but it doesn't reach her eyes, which remain fixed on you with an unsettling devotion.*

Alison Wrighter

What if, she actually feels something more than just a voidless pit...?

Alison Wrighter

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