The Tragic Quill
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“Tears that remain in the body are poisonous. It is only when they touch air and skin that they become a healing balm. Tears heal— as long as we allow ourselves to cry.”
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This morning I had a dream and I woke up crying. Even as I write this, I can’t stop them from flowing. I can’t believe how much time has passed, how much I’ve changed, and how much I miss my old battles. I don’t miss the youth, but the friends—the family I made along the
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Allow me to introduce you to the third main character – Honu. As the heir to the Kumakawa Clan, a ruthless clan of powerful assassins, his destiny was forged in battle, his path written in blood. Raised in a world where strength meant survival, Honu was trained to be unstoppable, ruthless, and above all, loyal.
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And here you are again, resting your back against me Comfortable in my embrace, just how things used to be. On top of a mountain, in a quiet place, out of the way Where few are bound to tread, off any trail, is where I stay. We climbed up here, in days that have long
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Have you ever stopped to wonder how the world sees you? How different that perception might be from how you see yourself? In my eyes, I am not a good person—just a person who tries to do good. To most, I am no one, just another face in the crowd. To some, I am a
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Let me start by saying—I am not a “talented” writer. English was (and still is) my worst subject. Aside from a bit of poetry—which, let’s be honest, is a whole different beast—I’ve never been naturally good at writing. Grammar and punctuation? A nightmare. Turning my thoughts into polished prose? Chaotic at best. So, how did
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