She appeared like a shadow against the orange glow of the street light, ominous to say the least. A tall woman, big boned, dark skin and long hair, oily, half tied up, the other left loose on either side of her big head. Her eyes were white, spotless, with a look, one that I remember from before. She was grinning, a sadistic smile, a bowl in hand, begging. Her sudden appearance startled me and the look in her eye was enough to get the heart pumping. As I fled from the spot, she followed me, tugging at her hair and pointing at my head, grinning, all teeth were showing.
She disappeared down the street, probably got to the temple in time for the evening rituals when bells were ringing.
I know that feeling very well, can't shrug it off. I am writing here so I don't have to speak of it.
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