pyuddings
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𝓳𝓪𝓷𝓰 𝓾𝓴 𝔁 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻
"Make me another promise... just like you said you would."
Her voice is soft, almost pleading - familiar yet slipping away. I turn toward her, but her face blurs, fading like mist at dawn.
Before I can reach her, the sound of my alarm cuts through the silence.
My eyes open to a blank ceiling, my hand still outstretched.
Another dream. Another promise I don't remember making... but can't forget.