As Lucy exhales the smoke out of her mouth,
she is relaxing and enjoys the day. She looks like an ordinary 86 year old
woman that shouldn't smoke because it's bad for her health. But she does it anyway.
That's what she looks like on the outside, but on the inside she is a different
person, with and untold story. She only smokes one cigarette a day because she
knows it's bad but she actually very lonely because she is very old and all her
companions already died. Each time she takes a drag from the cigarette it’s
like the smoke is telling a story. The cigarette is the only thing that she has
left of her friends and that's why it's precious to her. It helps her remember
the good ol' days with her friends. They always used to meet after work at the
bonfire. There they would play music, eat dinner together, relax, talk about
work or other important stuff. The most important part however was, that they
always had a ritual that they would do together to show and proof their friendship.
Lucy and her friends would always share the first cigarette of the night like a
lion shares his prey with its cubs, so that everyone would smoke from it, as
proof of their friendship. Nowadays that all of her friends have died, she is
very lonely and smokes a cigarette a day to remember her days, that she shared
with her friends at the bonfires.
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