The Pale Tale
You wake up. The light is gray. It presses against the windowpane. You are in the bedroom. The sheets are damp. You do not move. You feel the weight of your body. It is heavy. It is wrong. You look at your hands. They are pale. The veins stand out. They look blue. They look like cracks in ice. You sit up. The room is small. The walls are white. There is a painting of a dog. The dog looks sad....
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