Fireflies
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Previously known as the Charlotte.
There are prices to pay for everything. That's what brings the value to what's being paid. Can The Charlotte pay the price for her most sought after possession? For Freedom?
Life can even change? That's the voice inside from Arthur's head. What will happen with the soul who had never seen a life out in the light? What surprises and drastic changes will be awaiting for him? Will he be able to forget the dark days of his life and learn how to trust? How to be human? And fulfill his dead friend's wish, never return to where it all started?
One is struggling to get freedom, while the other is scared to get the freedom.
Their quest will lead them to advent an adventure which was never imagined of.
Helping them and us to understand the varieties of freedom through their journeys, are those hundreds of fireflies. Hundreds of hopes.
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