The dream that they sought had been
attained, they were together in their house, safe and warm against
the cold, harsh winter outside. For them this was the dream attained.
A frigid wind burst through the room, someone was there. Everything
changed.
From the other room, was screaming and
the crunching of bones. When Justin was finally dragged in, Tania's
legs and arms had been broken several times and were woven through
the spokes of those old wooden wheels she collected. He was next.
They were both hung in those wheels from the ceiling in the dark and
growing cold.
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