I still remember Albert. He was an aged tree. I was a young leaf, blowing over his land. We met once; I sat across from him, heartbroken, torn, seeking answers: Tell me where to go. Tell me who I should be. Tell me who I will meet. And so, Albert asked me:… Read more
I see her with my own fearful gaze, looking back at me, a little puzzled, a little suspicious. I stand alone at this empty terminal, with no one else, but her. Who is she? I wonder. But I have wondered. What does she know? I thought I knew, the meaning behind her name. But that… Read more
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