The Quest for the Unknown
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Manipulation.
This one thing has always played a role in toying with her life. Everyday, she was struggling to get out of this. To break free from the very chains that are bounding her, suffocating her, from her childhood.
A tale of how a body became just a puppet in the hands of multiple people.
A tale where the world is observer and I am the player. Where I am the artist putting my art on display and the world is just a spectator.
This is the very tale of my mind's destruction.
my attempt at psychological horror
***TW*** abuse, acuse, mental and physical, AVOID it if you have serious PTSD regarding family trauma
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