The storm raged, the sky torn apart by lightning as rain fell in torrents. The night was a black abyss, matching the turmoil within Alihan's heart. He rode the horse with a fierce urgency, one arm gripping the reins, the other wrapped shieldingly around Azra. Her body trembled against his, her sobs lost in the roar of the storm.
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I was a child who began to imagine just to escape realityโnow here I stand, holding onto one of those escapes, Revulsion.
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