Her eyes glowed a fierce red.
She dared not look directly.
No contact with anyone's eyes.
No, not today.
The night before.
She burned her eyelashes under tons of words she did not understand.
Trying to strike a conversation with men of literature.
They were bold, vigor, and relentless.
She tried desperately to keep up.
But, to no avail.
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