The Wings
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"The smell of blood. The feel of feathers. The sound of breaking bones. The reality was mixed with madness, creating illusions. And I had to run. " I didn't plan any of this. I didn't plan to get help from some mythological creature to have a chance of survival. I definitely didn't plan to fall in love. But you know, you can't control faith. And this time, faith has a twisted mind. And it is coming for me.
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❝My entire story is a grim web of lies in which I am drowning, as though in a dark abyss of fear and despair. And no one can pull me out of it, because, fortunately, no one will ever know the truth. Why? Because even I don't know it. ❝Pretending to be a normal person doesn't mean actually being normal. I thought that if I acted like I wasn't myself, everything would work out. I was wrong. Because someone already knows who I really am. ❝If I stop-I'll die.

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