Clara faced the broken window on the observation deck. She leaned forward, let gravity take over and spread out her wings. The sun was still high in the sky and opted to catch the view from the roof.
“Breathtaking view,” Clara said.
Surrounded by the snowcapped Rockies, The Grand overlooked a valley that stretched on. So much death for such a beautiful place.
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