RUMORS OF STOLEN HEARTS

In the shadowy corners of lost towns and dusty libraries, the whispered tales of stolen hearts echo. Each chapter holds a glimpse of a bond lost, leaving behind an haunting sound. Often the fragments come together, crafting a tapestry of despair, threaded with threads of desire. Underneath a Twilight Ceiling A chill settle upon the terrain as the

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