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"Darkness Meets Light" by parody_ham
A sharp, sweet smell surrounded me as I made my way through rows of perfectly spaced fir trees. There was a recent snowfall and in the early light, the trees glittered like crystalline ornaments. It was bright, almost glaringly so, but I did not mind it. This was, after all, my first time shopping for a Christmas tree with Lisha and her friend, Kayla. Only a month ago, the two ladies had scrounged up enough money to have a place of their own. This tree would be their first decoration, a celebration of their new home.

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