The Fall Of The House Of Usher (part 4)
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Is she not hurrying to upbraid me for my haste? Have I not heard her footsteps on the stairs? Do I not distinguish that heavy and horrible beating of her heart? MADMAN! MADMAN! I tell you she now stands without the door!
Be calm it is the storm that draws breath, playing tricks on us both!
I am slowly losing my mind
I open the door and see my twin, almost looking like some sort of wraith or demon with some kind of red aura with dirt and blood covering her body,
She falls on me. Which ripped out my guilt ridden soul from my body. I lay dying my house collapsing around me, my dear friend has abandoned me much like I abandoned my twin, I cry at the end of The House Of Usher.
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