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The fire
Sally the Violetchi looked at the pile of debris and rubble in front of her. The scene was covered with caution tape and the apartment was locked up. Sally's house was burned in a terrible accident. Tears streamed down her face in a path and the flowers on her ears wilted and hung low. Her mother and father had been killed in the tragedy. Her husband David went missing in the fire. Sally hoped to find a place to live, food, water, clothes, and most of all... love in her heart. She mapped out a path on a white chunk of the burnt building. She found a black rock that luckily made marks on a the white, rocky surface of the white piece of rubble. Sally triple checked the map, edited some things, and set off on her quest.
Sally the Violetchi looked at the pile of debris and rubble in front of her. The scene was covered with caution tape and the apartment was locked up. Sally's house was burned in a terrible accident. Tears streamed down her face in a path and the flowers on her ears wilted and hung low. Her mother and father had been killed in the tragedy. Her husband David went missing in the fire. Sally hoped to find a place to live, food, water, clothes, and most of all... love in her heart. She mapped out a path on a white chunk of the burnt building. She found a black rock that luckily made marks on a the white, rocky surface of the white piece of rubble. Sally triple checked the map, edited some things, and set off on her quest.
