A Thousand Shards, A Thousand Memories
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Última publicación lun, dic 2, 2024
Someone screams my name. My hands are covered in blood and dirt, my lungs are filled with water. I feel trapped, and I can feel myself slip away.
They say that death is permanent, and once you die, it's all over. I can remember if I died or if I dreamed that I did. Words and pictures blur in my mind, trying to create a scene, maybe a memory, or maybe something more.
I just know one thing.
If I slip away now, he won't let me go.
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