Lost In The City

Lost In The City

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I stared out the window, my mind had a way of disguising sorrow for happiness. "Laine, we have to go." He told me, his sorrowful smile brightening to make me feel better. I nodded and stepped away from the window. What would happen to the city now that the queen was gone? What would happen to the people. He walked beside me, twirling his fingers. We stood together, staring at the pale face that I used to recognize so well. It was hard to see him like this, I could hardly recognize him when he was lying there. I shut my eyes. When would he wake up? Would he wake up? This was my fault. "Are you okay?" He asked, his brown eyes strained on the body in the bed. "I don't know."
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I woke up in a world that shouldn't exist. And in a body that isn't mine. The city around me is in ruins-silent streets, broken buildings, a sky that no longer remembers the sun. I don't know how I got here. I don't know who I am. My memories slip through my fingers like sand, leaving behind only fragments-whispers of a promise I can't remember making. But something is wrong. The world feels... stuck, repeating itself like a broken record. Shadows move where they shouldn't. Time bends in ways I can't explain. And the deeper I search for answers, the clearer it becomes-this isn't just about me. There's something out there, buried in the loops of time. Watching. Waiting. If I break free, will I find the truth? Or will I disappear like everything else? When the stars grant a wish, what do they take in return?

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