Stray Words #1

She came to me in a dream, spilling secrets like diamonds falling from her velvet lips, each precious drop glistening with morning sunlight as the words scattered memories across my polished granite.

I am hard, indifferent to persuasion, as she is not telling me anything that I don’t already know.

What comes next? 

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