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Thirty-Eight
Frankie: Sleep didn't come for us after we landed. We were tired, but it just wouldn't come, so I sat on the balcony in the rain, staring into the storm that we tired out. Tears fell; I was not too fond of it and hated that I couldn't explain it. I wanted to put a name on this pain in my chest, this yearning. "It's the rejection. It left us incomplete." my darker half whispered. I could tell she had been crying beside me. "Will it go away?" I asked her, holding my breath for her to answer. "I don't know. The amulet Father gifted us holds a magic that blocks us from the pain and emptiness a rejection causes. But, it may never reveal whether that pain it was created to protect us from is gone. I twisted the obsidian stone between my fingers, watching it sparkle beneath the rain that
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