Crumpled Paper Balls

He had murdered so many people his entire life, people from different walks of life; sometimes as extraordinary as a boy wizard, sometimes just an old man living in the countryside. Still he never made it to the headlines. Because unlike other deaths, these were not marred by red blood but by blue ink. He sat among the dead bodies which looked like crumpled balls of paper. He was a failed writer cloaked in obscurity.

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