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As The Waves Run [CURRENTLY WRITING]
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Última publicación jue, ene 8, 2026
"It was as if God brought him to me through the waves, subtly yet with firm determination knowing I would find him."
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When a young woman named Awassa stumbles upon an unconscious young man whose body washed up onto shore during a heavy storm, she is prepared to leave him there. That is until she sees his chest move-he is still alive. Awassa then makes it her mission to help him but there is only one problem: he has no recollection of who he is or where he comes from except for one thing, his name is Yoshihiro Takenaka.
Armed with resolve of steel, Awassa chooses to shield the wounded stranger in her home all while going about her everyday life. What she thought to be harmless kindness soon unravels into something more than anything she's ever sought.
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