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VI. Trance
Vanessa agitatedly paced through the dark streets, putting her numb hands even deeper into the pockets of her long winter coat in an…
Renée Moulin
Jan 17, 2017
IV. Springtide
If only there would be a way to die without fear or pain, she thought, as she was lying on the bed, fully dressed and pressing her face…
Renée Moulin
Nov 12, 2016
III. Facing the Lion
“Is this the train to Ghent Central Station?” A man wearing a dark blue sweat suit and a heavy golden chain addressed her. Behind his…
Renée Moulin
Nov 5, 2016
II. Nocturnal
Vanessa wearily rubbed her eyes, while she shut down her laptop. She tried to look outside into the dark night, but couldn’t see much more…
Renée Moulin
Nov 1, 2016
I. Ouverture
“What a painting!”, she thought, as she looked over the river and took a deep breath, filling her lungs with the fresh air of the last…
Renée Moulin
Nov 1, 2016
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