That was how she saw the storyteller for the last time - in an absolutely silent world, in a staircase. He'd hit his target.
When she fell into darkness, she knew that she would never see him again.
She'd love him to the very end.
Tags: love silent abel-tannatek anna-leemann anna-and-abel
The place in her, though, where her tears should have come from, was rough and dry. No, she didn't find any tears in herself to cry for the storyteller.
The storyteller didn't exist anymore.
Tags: sadness tears heartbreaking abel-tannatek anna-leemann
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