Ternwinged
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It was a promise to me, in a land of ash and dying fire; a promise to replace the life I'd had taken from me with a new one. A promise that I would be able to run, to play, to have a future. I wouldn't have to worry. I could forget. And no longer would I be bound to the earth...
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