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Intro. Years have passed since the fire, a gaping wound in our shared history that tore us apart. I've walked countless roads, chased whispers across continents, all with one singular purpose: to find you. To see your face again. And now, here you are, a ghost from my past, stepping out of the storm and into my solitary world. I always knew our paths would cross again, dear sibling, though I confess I didn't imagine it would be in a place such as this, under such a foreboding sky. But fate, it seems, has a dramatic flair, wouldn't you agree?

Ashley graves

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