Regret Stories
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The burial of my past
Reads 16
Parts 20
She cried agonisingly, loud enough to be heard, but the neighbourhood was covered with a blanket of deafness. In that fleeting moment, she longed for a healing substance or a crusader, but none was around. She was like a fallen angel brooding over her lost essence, or perhaps a butterfly with broken wings. Well, at least she survived, but she turned into a horrifying...