Helena stood alone in the moonlight, watching the black waters below churn and swirl endlessly. If she took one step forward, they would sweet her body away, and no one would ever learn what had happened. With all the events of the past few days resting on her shoulders, it was tempting... "Helena!" somone called in the distance, and, startled back to reality, she turned, stumbled, feet caught in her long flowing dress, and tumbled over the edge of the bridge. She Dies
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