Churning Icy Embers

The frost clings to the edges of his heart, a brittle shell that cracks under the weight of forgotten pain. click here Each gasp is a shard of ice, a testament to the frigid chill that has settled deep within him. But even in this wasteland of silence, a spark remains. A flicker of defiance, a whisper of hope that refuses to be extinguished. It sim

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