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... p> I had successfully convinced Mom to buy me some paint from the merchant who visits our village every month to spruce up my room, only to waste it all essentially.
Was it so wrong of me to want to bring some color to my drab and dreary room? I didn't think so.
Sighing and cocking my head to the side, I stare at the Rorschach spots dotting my ceiling. They were supposed to be soothing clouds, but now I questioned my sanity every time I looked up at them.
When Brother sto ...
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