prologue : i

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“ Can you hear what you are saying ? ”

Frecia was terrible and satanic . She is inside and out , a monster to the eyes of her mother . The truth was , as much af an abomination she may be , she was still afraid of so many things .

And so , her mother yelled astray .

She was an hurricane , destroying everything along with herself .

When her mother had shrieked , her father had held her tight . Stroking the tangles and arguments away from her mind . He had open arms of acceptance . Even with the atrocity she supposedly was .

A bead of tear slip from the corners her eye ,
she was not heartless for she felt sad .

She didn ʼ t want her mother to slip away into a void of nothingness , as if the vast sea of their memoirs had never existed .

Into the abyss of oblivion .
Her mother faded .

She is a demonic mistake .
Indeed, she truly was .

It was better if she hadn ʼ t been born in the first place .

Just like before , her father would still be sane and she wouldn ʼ t have watch their endless fights .

Heartless . Demon . Mistake .

“ Yes. I can hear clearly , Rosewyn . ”

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