Author : Glen Luke Flanagan
The soul shimmered softly as Vanessa tucked it into her briefcase with gentle hands. Blue, silver, blue again, like moonlight on water.
Empty now, the body of a young man lay cold on the hospital bed. Vanessa closed the youth’s eyes tenderly. Though she had only met him today, she felt as if she knew him better than his friends and family – she alone had seen and touched his naked soul.
Hospital staff glared as she left. They called her monster, thief. But in truth, she was a curator – and someday, the world would marvel at her collection.
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