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The cells in the palace of justice were cold and dark and honeycombed underground.
The Cold made it all the more difficult, this task ahead of him. It has to be recorded. Preston thought as he opened the steel folder under his arm, Because...
Because he had to give the technicians in the Palace of Information something to do. Erasing This woman's existence so that no one would ever know she was alive.
That she stood against Father.
"Good Afternoon."
She has the most beautiful eyes... her eyes were two sapphires. Two bright shining gems that burned with...hatred? anger?
What would it be like to have those eyes look at me lovingly?
Preston swallowed, "You know why I 'm here?"
The Cold made it all the more difficult, this task ahead of him. It has to be recorded. Preston thought as he opened the steel folder under his arm, Because...
Because he had to give the technicians in the Palace of Information something to do. Erasing This woman's existence so that no one would ever know she was alive.
That she stood against Father.
"Good Afternoon."
She has the most beautiful eyes... her eyes were two sapphires. Two bright shining gems that burned with...hatred? anger?
What would it be like to have those eyes look at me lovingly?
Preston swallowed, "You know why I 'm here?"