Broken Seals

<p class=ql-align-justify>Fractured glints of moonlight on the cracked window pane occasionally break through the ever present cloud cover casting ominous shadows across the barren landscape. Earlier today there was a bee trapped inside with me. Poor thing its fate is as sealed as mine. Both of us are doomed.</p><p class=ql-align-justify> </p><p class=ql-align-justify>My name is Grace Anne Parker. I am 25 years old and tomorrow morning I will die.</p><p class=ql-align-justify> </p><p class=ql-align-justify>This is not the end. It is the beginning.</p><p class=ql-align-justify><strong> </strong></p><p><br></p><p><br></p><p><br></p><p><br></p><p><br></p><p><br></p><p><br></p><p><br></p><p><br></p><p><br></p><p><br></p><p><br></p><p><br></p><p><br></p><p><br></p><p><br></p><p><br></p><p><br></p><p><br></p><p><br></p><p><br></p><p><br></p><p><br></p><p><br></p><p><br></p><p><br></p><p><br></p><p><br></p><p><br></p><p><br></p><p><br></p><p><br></p><p><br></p><p><br></p><p><br></p><p><br></p>