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... breath got caught in my lungs. The golden emblem above the handle shimmered faintly in the afternoon sun.
The Heavens.
The name alone used to mean peace. Warmth. Safety.
I could still remember running through those halls barefoot, laughter echoing off the walls, the smell of my mother’s perfume filling the air.
My father’s voice would call me from the study, telling me to come for dinner. Back then, it was home.
Now, it felt like a fortress. One I was no l ...
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