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... ural strength spoke for her. People bowed before her, children and adults alike. They worshipped her strength as though she were a goddess.
Too much expectation for a child, a commoner blessed by the gods, at that. Not once did she have a moment to herself. And yet, she was always lonely.
Beneath the glory and fame was a lonely child. She’d never had the privilege of playing with friends, never felt the warmth of being called one. Depression clung to her like a leech...
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