Pt. 1

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There once was a man who was deeply broken. His body was beyond repair, disfigured and weak.. His mind grew fragile in his weakened state and none knew how to deal with him. He would lash out with words and curses, but instead of growing angry, the people only pitied the man. At night from his small hut, any who passed could hear the sobs from the man. None ever dared to console him or ask the matter. Till one day a young woman came to the small hut. She was beautiful with Purple hair and golden eyes. All stared as she walked. All listened when she spoke.


On the night she passed the small hut and heard the mans sobs, her heart broke. She walked to the door and knocked. The sobs quickly cut off and the sound of things dropping to the floor was heard. There came a scratching sound at the door before the lock was turned and the door opened.

"What do you want?" the man asked. His tone was gruff and annoyed. 

The girl only smiled, , '"Hello. It is a beautiful night. Come walk with me." She said.


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