Solanj stared into the refrigerator. Bits stared back. Left over this, unused that. A memory stirred. “No love, no hate, no fear, no fate” she whispered her mantra until it passed. There was only the job. Solanj quickly shut the door and went back to cleaning her weapons.
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For Kat’s Twittering Tales
til next time ~Peace ~JPP
Intriguing story! Makes me wonder what happens next! 🤔
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Thanks so much, that’s what I wss going for. 🙂
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