Nine Ungrateful Sisters
"This place is..."
The words slipped from her lips in a whisper. By the time she reached the end of the sentence, tears were streaming down her face.
"Oscar! Oscar!" she called his name just as Elara had, with the same raw, unguarded emotion.
A person's life wasn't long. Someone once said that a person was truly alive only in certain moments: the happy ones, the joyful ones, the ones that shattered you, and the ones you never forgot.
Those were the moments that proved a person had truly lived. The rest, the ordinary days shaped by work and routine, slowly wore those memories down. Year after year, repetition buried those living moments beneath the weight of everything else.
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