Between Worlds

"We are born with the face of someone we once loved."
A Myth
A legend
or is it..?

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Aoi never questioned the quiet longing in her chest,
until a forgotten diary whispered a life not her own.
She opens her eyes to unfamiliar skies,
to hands that write poetry she doesn't remember learning,
to a heart that recognizes a girl it has never met.
Rain smiles.
Letters appear.
Feelings grow between pauses of breath and stolen glances.
Yet somewhere beneath the tenderness,
a past trembles - waiting, watching, remembering.
Some love stories are written once.
Some are rewritten across lifetimes.
And some souls must find their way back home.