Entry Dated: 12th March 1976
Hi...........
My name is Zaren Phylus. I am currently 14 years old.
How would I describe my life? Miserable, Lonely, Desperate and...Pathetic.
I am a boy who has never experienced happiness or does not even know what laughter feels like.
I am an abandoned castaway, left alone in this cruel world by the ones I called family. I have no one to call as a friend and have plenty of those called foes.
And to the one who reads this,
There is more left hidden here than in any possible hiding space.
Perhaps it's time that someone finally unearths the truth.........
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The Tragic Death Of Zaren Phylus
Художественная прозаA rookie detective on her first week at the firm, was given the opportunity to pick a preferred case file when she stumbles upon an old and withered case towards the bottom of the pile. An abandoned case that didn't seem realavent enough for the sta...
