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"We think we bury the dead, but the dead bury us."
- Don DeLillo
A girl who wants to feel something.
Another who's trying not to.
What happens when they meet isn't a miracle, or salvation.
But it leaves a mark-on them, and everyone around them.
A story about echoes passed down through families.
About how different two people can seem, and how suffocating it feels to be the same inside.
About grief, desire, and how sometimes the most painful things aren't what we survive-
but what we carry with us.
Our Eclipse Had Her Name, and Mine is not a love story.
It's what comes before love.
And sometimes, what comes after.