Clothed in the tumult of revolution, Blanca and Felipe's tale unfolds, a testament to love, sacrifice, and the pursuit of liberty. As political forces clash, their hearts become entwined, navigating a path fraught with loyalty and tragedy.
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(Excuse some faults, I'm not native🤭)
(Yes, the cover is, once again, AI generated)
𝐕𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐑𝐚𝐣𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢 𝐗 𝐉𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐯𝐢 𝐌𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐧.
In a world that screams, I stand in despair,
My voice drowned out, lost in the air.
Chains of tradition tighten each day,
I long to escape, but I'm forced to stay.
Each breath I take feels heavy and torn,
Every mistake a scar I've worn.
I crave a sky where I can be free,
Away from the walls that imprison me.
For now, I sit with my heart in pain,
Silent, yet screaming, again and again.
Though shattered, a spark in me still survives,
Dreaming of freedom where my soul can rise.