Final Narrative
Her heels sank deep within the carpet as she muffled across the blanketed room to the nearest cushion covered seat. Dusting herself off, she choked on an upset breath as the glowing static of the screen glimmered in her tears. The film began to roll, alas an escape! Towards her it spins, faster and faster. Looming brighter and brighter. Her eyes began to sell, her face began to cringe. Further and further she was pushed, her seat backed against the floor. Snap. And her limits were no more.
And there she stood, above the sun burnt ice, aloft into the deep blue world outside.
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