Always Silent
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We all have a past, one we try to run from, a past we try to hide from. One anticipation to another the loyalties of death are what becomes us. I wander towards my past because it is me. Watching my brother drown at his young age became my reality, my caution, my future. What I didn’t anticipate was the stranger I would meet in this future, especially for my young age and his voiceless soul. But this voiceless man who is very capable of speech has hidden his secrets well, until I uncovered them all.
My name, Quinn.
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