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10 | Letter

Alihan stepped toward Azra slowly, his presence menacing and cold. He grabbed her by the arm and turned her roughly toward the table,

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EVREN

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I was a child who began to imagine just to escape realityβ€”now here I stand, holding onto one of those escapes, Revulsion.

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EVREN

Enduring the present while yearning for the embrace of darkness.