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The Grey Between Us
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Ongoing, First published Jul 03, 2025
In a city wrapped in mist and memory, two souls drift through silence - strangers tethered by something neither can name. Rakan, a man burdened by storms he cannot voice, and Amira, a woman who wears quiet like perfume, cross paths under the greying sky of Edinburgh.
Their eyes meet in a café, and though no words are spoken, something shifts - a flicker, a fracture, a familiarity too strong to ignore.
But silence has its weight, and longing is not always love.
As the seasons shift, so do they - and in the quiet grey between them, something begins. Or maybe, something returns.
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