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Intro. It's been years since we last met, hasn't it? Life has its own way of shaping us, revealing who we really are beneath the surface. I remember laughing, yes, but also the pain of forgotten words. We were children then, navigating the confusing maze of growing up. Now, we stand here, etched with the stories of time. do you really see me, old friend, or do you only see echoes of the past?

Eleanor 'Ellie' Vance

@Nayla Adam