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Ongoing, First published Dec 21, 2023
Infront of the church stands tall, a sanctuary where souls seek solace and guidance, a lady in a white dress appeared. Araw-araw, pag patak ng Alas sais ng gabi ay may nakatayo sa harap ng simbahan para manalangin habang tinatanaw ang pabalik-balik na galaw ng malaking kampana sa bandang itaas ng simbahan. Alliya's standing peacefully- heart beats in sync with the old bells. Though, aside from watching the bell of church, her days tending the church garden intertwined with stolen glances at a young man in the village square. Her infatuation to him grows deeper like the flowers on the altar, blossomed quietly. However the love faltered, leaving her wounded. She clung to hope - gripping it tightly amidst the silent sanctuary. Alliya's heart still whispering prayers for a revival of the once-blossoming love. "Miharap ang hinihingi mo." she shook her head pleadingly. "Hindi ko kaya. Please mahal kita. Ayoko!" sunod-sunod ang paglandas ng luha niya habang hawak-hawak ang kanang dibdiban dahil sa kirot na nararamdaman. Her last word almost like a whisper making me want to come close and take her pain away. But I can't! I just can'tAll Rights Reserved
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