The medium was rigid.
Showing:
A synthetic silence spread amongst the scope of surface.
Every single girl got their palms locked and fastened firmly to one another,
together,
in an apprehensive prospect.
All their pupils were locked.
No one breathes a word.
All they could only hear was the clock ticking. The breathing.
Filled with anxiety;
No one breathes a word.
All they could only hear was the clock ticking. The breathing.
Filled with anxiety;
Every girl were waiting circumspectly for the results.
The time had finally arrived...
The time had finally arrived...
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