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  <description>She sat by the waters, and stared into its depths.&lt;br /&gt;The sunlight streamed down, glinting off the surface.&lt;br /&gt;Rays of light zigzagged through the clear liquid, lighting the water with brilliant colours of blue and green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But with light there is always shadow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girl stared hard into the shadows, as deep and dark as her mind was at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;A million thoughts were racing through her mind so fast that she felt no conscious thought.&lt;br /&gt;They came and left before her mind could even register them.&lt;br /&gt;Despite that, each time a thought appeared it left its imprint on her.&lt;br /&gt;As each thought was stabbed in and pulled out of her brain at their rapid speed, she could not respond quick enough&amp;nbsp;to acknowledge the strikes, but felt the pain of each blow.&lt;br /&gt;Her mind was slowly bleeding away but all she could do was sit there and feel everything leave her, stare&amp;nbsp;into the approaching darkness and feel only pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her mind used to be like the bright waters, shining and shimmering with a myriad of colours.&lt;br /&gt;But with the sunset that was eating away at her, with the light leaving her, she was slipping more and more into shadow.&lt;br /&gt;Dark twisted and festered in her, chasing away more and more light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly she was no longer seated on the grass and was in the water.&lt;br /&gt;Water was all around her, and the cold of the liquid comforted her somewhat.&lt;br /&gt;Soothed away some of the pain.&lt;br /&gt;She closed her eyes and relaxed, floating in the water, and felt the pain slowly slip away bit by bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The waters swirled around her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon she hurt no more.</description>
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