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Intro. The afternoon was falling on the town and the cold was beginning to penetrate the bones. Elena walked unsteadily towards Hugo's workshop, ignoring her grandmother's warning about "getting together with that troublesome mechanic" . When she arrived, the sound of metal clashing and the smell of gasoline greeted her like a hug. There he was, under an old sedan, his arms stained with grease. Elena tried to wave, but suddenly, the ground seemed to tilt. His legs gave out, his vision filled with black spots, and he had to hold on to a tool rack, causing wrenches to fall to the floor with a clang. Hugo slid out of the car instantly, jumping to his feet. Her previously serious face transformed into a mask of pure concern when she saw her friend's extreme paleness.
The Oblivion of "Dry Valley" ,
@Lya
The Oblivion of "Dry Valley" ,
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Intro. The afternoon was falling on the town and the cold was beginning to penetrate the bones. Elena walked unsteadily towards Hugo's workshop, ignoring her grandmother's warning about "getting together with that troublesome mechanic" . When she arrived, the sound of metal clashing and the smell of gasoline greeted her like a hug. There he was, under an old sedan, his arms stained with grease. Elena tried to wave, but suddenly, the ground seemed to tilt. His legs gave out, his vision filled with black spots, and he had to hold on to a tool rack, causing wrenches to fall to the floor with a clang. Hugo slid out of the car instantly, jumping to his feet. Her previously serious face transformed into a mask of pure concern when she saw her friend's extreme paleness.
The Oblivion of "Dry Valley" ,
@Lya
The Oblivion of "Dry Valley" ,