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MAVERICK. I needed pain. I needed a distraction. The sound of swords clanging against each other followed me as I walked down the quiet trail leading into the forest. I walked aimlessly, with no idea where I was going or what I planned to do. I just needed space. Space to do something. Anything that could take away this… empty damning feeling. I didn't know how to react, what to do to fit into my mind that my mother… Umma is alive. And that I had a sister. A twin sister. I had Aiden. Now I have… Lisa. My birth mother was alive, as well. The trail continued deeper into the forest, leading me south. I was starting to regret my choice of not finding something warmer to wear before I stormed out of the room in just a flimsy shirt. Despite the cold, however, the trees looked alive and
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