There was silence. There was stillness. And a sudden peace as she looked out across the prairie of waving grass. She was alone now, the only soul for miles. It was a welcoming feeling, and a liberating one, to be suddenly and completely alone.
No more disrupting and threatening sounds from the room down the hall. The gurgling had stopped. The moans of anguish had ceased.
The landscape just outside the window stretched out for miles. A single cloud far across the distance was the only disruption in a sky of pure aquamarine.
She really hadn't the mindset before to notice. Was this really her backyard? She'd seen it before, millions of times. But now it had beauty, depth, space and vivid color.
A blackbird soared, ducking wings, diving, then disappearing entirely.
The landscape was hers now. He was finally gone, dead. She was free.
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