Chapter 4: Whispers Within Reflections
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"At that time, when I wanted nothing, why did you give me everything that you had?
How hard I tried to bury myself, but you always came to my memories smiling as if to remind me what I had strived for all this time.
Would I have been alive if you hadn't come that time?"
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If not for the pouting boy sitting on top of a soft, fluffy bed, the Raven would have sided with the Witch. Fortunately, she was downstairs, unable to see the sniffling boy in a frustrated mood.
"What does she know?" He mumbled, wiping his tears and clearing his nose with some tissues Marcid had brought.
"Do all humans cry this much?" Marcid asked in a dry tone. For an insensitive creature, he sure was helping Arsh.