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A Terrible Past
Standing by the window, Hera watched the rain splattered by its glass, following its trail as it slid down the gutter. Somehow, she’s trying not to look at her reflection in it, for in the surface of her eyes, she could see the clip so vividly, playing seamlessly as though never wanting to be forgotten.
It’s been over a day, yet the horror and anger circling her sister’s orbs remained ever-clearer. It looked as though even when a millennium passed, that picture of a terrible fate would not fade away. It was something she could not chew. Every time she’s reminded of it, she just lost her grip on herself, and everything that’s near ended up lying helplessly on the ground, broken to pieces. Most times, she imagined what it would feel if she could just run her hand through
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