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X – The Wish

For some reason, Jin Sanscroft dreamed of that place again; the frighteningly beautiful graveyard-garden of wilting flowers and the birds robbed off of their freedom, singing and chirping their sad songs from their cages.

It sounded like a hymn fit for the dead.

The skeleton that was once his beautiful mother had long since turned into dusts by the sudden wind and a voice that sounded so familiar whispered to his ear:

Wake up.

            

He shivered and immediately began to unlock the cages one by one, briefly watching the birds flew up and perch on the gravestones until they had surrounded him in a circle. Confused, he stared back at them, ha