Let me show you the world
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Last published Sun, Jan 11, 2026
With the prophecy now over, a certain ex-archon hurried down the streets, her head hung low and shoulders hunched. As she passed, murmurs and whispers could be faintly heard, barely covered by the rustles of the wind.
I don't wanna do this anymore... I can't take it...
Her grief and cries seem insignificant and trivial, like another gentle gust of fresh wind. She didn't dare dream, didn't dare hope, her happiness long locked up, a forgotten relic of a bygone era. She longed for someone to see her, the real her, buried deep beneath the thousands of masks and façades. She yearned for companionship and care, free of judgements, to just lay in someone's arms and be vulnerable and understood, to seek the artifact of happiness she long sealed.
Just how much longer...
She pleaded silently, knowing it was futile after all.
But perhaps...a certain blonde traveller and his floating fairy heading her way could answer her calls...
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