A World Without Sun discussion

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Annabeth walked in, shutting the door behind her. She flopped onto the bed, and, unzipping her leather bag, pulled out a letter. It was written a long time ago, by a person she never knew. But she kept it with her, despite that fact. The person who was being sent the letter clearly never got it, and Anna liked to lay down and read it over and over. It made her feel as though she was somewhere else. That she was someone else.