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12 years ago remained a nightmare for me. Years past but that horrible nightmare haunted me so vividly when a bullet was shot through the head of my friend. He fell down heavily right in front of me. Feeling confused, afraid, and whatsoever it was named was mixed up in my head. I did not know what I was supposed to do at that time, but crying. 

Now 12 years has passed but anytime that moment shadows me, the exactly same feeling will wash over me. It feel as if I don't do not anything good to make a change although it happens over and over again right in front of me. 
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I walked along the path heading to the end, cold and dark with no lights. The wooden walls built around the place prevented the lights from outside to penetrate in. When I arrived there, I put a bouquet of white lily on a white marble written ‘Zie’.

“I am home,” I whispered.

I sat beside the tomb, taking out some cookies and two boxes of our favorite milk. “How are you doing there? Are you okay? Do you eat well?” I rubbed the tomb gently. “Wait for me,” I whispered.  
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Tale Of The Half-Blood Wizard

Aras stood in front of Summer's gate, bowed its head, and I heard the soothing melody again. So far—as far as I saw—every time Aras came, it would only accompany Summer and play a soothing melody for her.

Fate was really strange, it made a bond between two creatures that you might think would kill each other, but now one healed the other. I approached Aras and sat beside that horse. I liked the melody that its horns created. I saw that it seemed to be enjoying it too. The wind blowing was like magic passing through the holes in its horns, and that amazed me, how such simple horns could produce such a beautiful melody.

"She turns calm, when you come" I saw Summer who was crying earlier, now calmer. "I feel sorry for her, even though she's been a lot of trouble for us. However, seeing the greed that has consumed her makes me feel sorry for her." Aras' melody suddenly stopped, and then it turned its head towards me.

160. Why?