Zenlix_20
There are names written into the world - carved in whispers, bound in glass.
Some are forgotten.
Some are erased.
Some never existed at all.
But echoes have a way of lingering.
Glass is delicate but never forgets -
every crack leaves a scar.
Hearts can break, but what's woven into them stays forever - even if it takes a lifetime to understand
No one remembers how it started.
No one knows how it will end.
All that's left is the sound of footsteps...
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This story is a sequel for my other story- PROJECT:DESTROY.
I would suggest reading it first but this story can also be read as a standby or a solo one.
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Disclaimer - Any resemblance of this story to any person, place, situation is a coincidence. This is a work of fiction and not a reality
Note:- Do not republish, copy or use the idea of this story anywhere without permission. Plagiarism is a crime.
Cr. for photos go to its owner. The cover's made by me.