prologue

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the street was empty and abandoned. no sounds, no movement, nothing. the dark grey sky huddled over the trees. another gloomy morning in a gloomy city.

my opinion changed once i noticed a man standing near a light post. he was a tall man with brown hair and broad shoulders.

as soon as he turned around, a rush of an emotion i can't describe filled my soul. an emotion so complicated, no one can describe.

ecstatic.

that's it, i felt ecstatic.

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