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REPAIRING THE BROKEN SOUL
Aeris’s pov Everything around me was kept under darkness, hidden from sight, utterly silent. Concentric lies and a foundation built on distrust, I was always a pawn to something crawling under my skin. Breaking all the loose ties from my end, I stood nowhere but in the middle of nothing. There was no one to help me or guide me to swim back from the ocean of my deep secrets. The attack of me was made to eliminate my existence because this stupid prophecy an oracle made, it gave me a responsibility for which i was never prepared. Things would have been different if I had known what I was. Those sharp tips of blades penetrated my back, they were given by my close ones. These wounds won’t heal easily. Gasping for air as I opened my eyes wide awake. Watched the intricate pattern carved on t
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