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Feelings Heavier Than a Scythe
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First Scene
A cold night breeze from outside the window stirred the curtains. In a corner of the room, where the clock hands pointed to two in the morning, a tall man in black attire stood silently. In his hand was an old parchment list. He traced the name you written there with his finger, over and over.
His golden eyes in the darkness wavered for just a moment. His hand, which had been tracing the name, started to say something but then pulled back.
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Created Jul 24, 2026Updated Jul 31, 2026
Created Jul 24, 2026Updated Jul 31, 2026
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