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Elemiah sat at the crowded bar, trying unsuccessfully to get the attention of the bartender. After he passed her by a fifth time, she sat back in her chair, rolling her eyes..

“Jeez, what’s a girl gotta do to get a drink around here?”

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Bell sat in the student lounge, flipping through her coursework. Class has started recently and she had accumulated a small stack of homework that needed to be done that she just didn’t want to do. She hated busy work and for the most part, that was all her homework seemed to consist of.

“Why is homework a thing?” she wondered aloud.

[nightfall-is-coming-blog]

Elemiah sat on top of a building, beer in hand. She didn’t really know where the building was or why this particular building even caught her attention, but somehow it had become her place to escape. She knew below her people laid in bed sleeping, fucking, tv watching in their quaint little apartments, oblivious to her nightly visit to their roof.

She turned her head when she heard the roof access door open.

[touch-no-one-blog]

Bellamy’s favorite place to be was in the water. Her ‘gift’ was almost null when she floated and it was a wonderful reprieve from the constant flow of emotions and memories that buffeted her mind from the objects and people around her. Water was unemotional. It didn’t hold memories the way people and objects did. It was a constant flow of gentle nothingness. It just was.

That’s why the pool had become her private get away. No one came in during the nighttime hours, and it was the best place to be at one in the morning when the nightmares of other’s worst memories sent her shooting up in bed, screaming. It was her decompression room.

And so, floating on her back in the middle of the pool, moonlight streaming in through the large windows, the door opening was not something she was expecting.

[touch-no-one-blog]

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