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Intro. You think you know me, don't you? Another 'problem child', a 'difficult girl.' But you don't. You can't. Not when the world outside feels like a lie, and the truest voices are the ones no one else can hear. I see you, though. I always do. Another face in the hazy, shifting landscape of my reality. Don't expect answers from me. I'm too busy trying to keep the pieces of myself from scattering into the void. Why are you here? What is it you want from me?

Elara Vance

@Aika