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Karen Clay's Writings

Short Story
Dec.08.2010
Red Room
                                                                           Prolog                     This story is a snap shot of a pistol flare exploding in a clear night sky, competing with the stars then burning out, ashes falling to earth. That’s how I view Leila’s life.  I watched from the middle of a white capped sea, used her glow to find safe harbor...