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16: Wilted pretty flower

= "You're a fleeting beauty that had captured me in it's cage" =

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❄ - ⭐ - ❄

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It was already a long time ago when he first laid his eyes on her.

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It was a fated encounter that he was very certain that he wouldn't ever forget.

The event itself had been deeply engraved in his memory, replaying itself all over again in the continuous and unending flow of time.

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Never forgotten...

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A winter morning...

A typical day for every other person out there. The start of a new day where people resumed their daily works and live their life, trying their best to survive and enjoy every moment in bliss.

The simple but hard life that he turned his back onto.

Something he was sure that he couldn't take back anymore.

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His humanity that he had long abandoned...

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The cold breeze gently blew along the entire white landscape, sending people into a shivering state because of the coldness, despite them wearing multiple layers of clothes to maintain their warm temperature. The sun that is the natural source of light and warmth, had hidden itself behind the thick grayish clouds that had gathered along the atmosphere due to the season.

Tiny bits and featherlike snowflakes had been raining down for a while now, adding a small portions to the mass of snow that have piled up and had spreaded itself along the ground as far as one can see.

It was such a busy day for everyone else.

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No one would ever notice that something amiss is happening...

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A continuous gasping sound was heard in a forest along with the piercing screams of agony coming from the unfortunate people who unluckily met with a non human.

It was a terrifying sight.

None of them had ever seen this happening. None of them ever expected that this day will be the end of their short life. None of them will be able to return to their loved ones.