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There is no dawn in my hometown anyway.
Interchange Station, Intertwined Melodies
Once Again, Another False Negative Prophecy
Somewhere in Between Figurative and Literal
98th winter after revolutions, she awakes.
The weather seems harsher every year.
Dear the everlasting [1/2]
Dear the everlasting [2/2]
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Thank you everyone for reading until this last part of the first chapter of sunflos. I'm not sure what to say, but I'm really happy I can manage to write to this episode. sunflos is originally my novel, and it's a very personal one to me (I wrote it to around 11 chapters now). Thank you again to you and my 3 lovely beta readers.
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