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FADED EMOTIONS

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In a dimly lit room, he looked at the file before him for a long time, and picked it after a tough fight with his heart. Slowly, and steadily, he opened it. But his eyes widened when he saw the name that was written on it... Elysia Verdon. He felt a fleeting feeling of recognition in that moment. But from where? ... He stood there, in a shadowy corner, as he stared at her lively figure. She handed out pamphlets to people about her as she protested against the injustice of the government... The government he worked for. His hand hovered above the gun in his holster, hesitant to draw it. She had no bad records, no black market debts owed... She was just fighting for a reform he felt, was needed. He took his hand off the holster of his gun, and left. She might die later, in his hands. But for now— Elysia Verdon had to live.
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