Two worlds, wandering souls, separated by space and time. Who is calling out to the one they love?
A being between life and death, with nowhere for her soul to rest. Who gave her someone to rely on?
Lend me your hands, give me somewhere to lean.
Everyone knows a butterfly cannot fly across the sea.
So what will become of the wind stirred by its wings?
Caught between illusions of truth and falsehood, what choice will be made...
My new story, updated irregularly: If you're interested, click to read. It's still ongoing, so there's plenty to catch up on...
My older story, nearly complete:
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