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... pile of charred journals and melted glass.
It had no envelope. Just a folded scrap of brittle paper, edges curled like a withered leaf. The ink was smudged, but the words were still there—scrawled in blood, ash, and trembling hope.
I wrote it for her. 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶
But it was never meant to be read.
Rae was gone.
Or changed. Or beyond what “gone” even meant in a world where the dead wandered.
The night she left, the sky cracked op ...
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