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The girl stands alone in a land of endless ash. The inky night sky is hanging overhead like the blade of a guillotine.
She takes a moment to wonder at the enormity of her loss.
There are no stars in the sky, nor is there a moon, but soft white light is nonetheless coating the ash on the ground with an ethereal sheen.
The girl has always been an expert at ignoring things she doesn't understand. She can't seem to do that, right now.
She picks a direction and begins to walk.
She leaves no footprints.