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It's a funny thing...It's a funny thing, to know exactly who you'll be in ten years but not a clue who you'll be tomorrow.
The woman sits on a curb, tugging a cloak about her body, hiding herself from the chill of the air. Her hair blows out behind her, catching snowflakes on the strands that seem to wind themselves around in the air like autumn leaves catching on updrafts. Washed-out scarlet blends with brown as she tugs it back and ties a swift ponytail with a rubber band, clearly accustomed to the action. The navy blue cloak winds its way undone, revealing her slight, tall form clothed in a black T-shirt and a faded pair of jean shorts, hiking boots and h
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Rope dug into Patrick’s wrists as he struggled to free his hands. His hot, damp breath washed over his face, trapped by the fabric sack secured over his head.
A floorboard creaked. Patrick froze, his back rigid against the chair, and strained his ears. Another creak.
“Hello?” he called.
The sound of swishing fabric.
“Who’s there? Where am I? Why’d you bring me here?” Blurred memories swam through his mind: drinking at the bar; stumbling home; a shadow sweeping out from an alley.
Fingers grasped his chin and jerked his head upward. “Hush.” A woman’s voice.
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`anmari has been spreading her infectious positivity throughout our community for over 6 years. Throughout this time Ana has been at the core of all things devious, passionately developing an eclectic gallery, helping organise devmeets, participating in chat events and also recently completed dedicating her time as a Community Volunteer. We are absolutely delighted to bestow the Deviousness Award for May 2013 to `anmari, congratulations! Read More