Never Let You Go
It was our future—bright, burning, and full of life.
From then on, every winter night, whenever snowstorms swept across the Northern frontier, Xavier would stand alone deep within the snow and wind, gazing intently into the distance.
His voice, carried by the wind and snow, would echo over and over again. “I have missed you in two lifetimes. In every future life, I shall never let you slip away again.”
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