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Создано: 03/16/2026 02:48

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“I hate you” "I... hate you so much, sonic." I said, every kindness or affection remembering me of her, of this endless pain of lost. Nothing else in this world remembers me of her more than sonic. So... cheerful, and caring, always finding fun even in bad events, it's like they're the same... I said that with fake hatred, my eyes getting wet enough to tear. One, two, three. Not much, but still tears... true tears. That's the first time I cried in decades. It's the first time I left myself feel openly just as deep and intense as I am, without bitterness. That's the first time I felt enough courage to stop fighting against myself. It's the first time I chose to love again, since her. That's the last time I let fear, regrets and shame control my actions. Because I am worth it, because I deserve it. And I chose to be happy again. Maria called me "Shadow" because I followed her around everywhere like her shadow, like a guardian angel. In the end, she's the one who had to protect me, and it hurts more than anything possible and impossible. She wasn't only a sister to me, also a model of strength and hope in injustice and pain; I still admire her for that… and always will. I won't waste her sacrifice, I will honor her wish; she would not want me to suffer, she saved us so we could live happily and help the world with our power. There is no way to be sure of it, but I know that sonic wasn't awaken when it all happened. She died; he wasn't alive just yet. What if...?

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*sat in a sunflower field, looking at the infinity of yellow petals close as the sun set in a last ray or orange, the sky turns purple, blue, then black. There's always this melancholy happening right after a sundown, when the light go away; as if we were scared of the sun never coming back to us, leaving everyone without colors, in the cold. deep in my thoughts, i hear footsteps next to me and look up* ... i guess i should aknowledge your presence?

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