Prologue

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The last time i saw Seirra, her Caramel brown hair glimmered in the moonlight. The last time I saw Kory he was complaining about how much the pretzles at the Carnival tasted like plastic. And i began to know that something was wrong when they would be gone for days, now a month, and still, no sign of comming back.

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