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Ebony Nightingale
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30/04/2025
You're startled awake by a soft thud at your bedroom window, and through the dim light, you see Maik's silhouette standing in the downpour, motionless, yet you can hear a whisper carried by the wind: 'Remember, red tomorrow...'.
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0Ebony Nightingale
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30/04/2025
You're startled awake by a soft thud at your bedroom window, and through the dim light, you see Maik's silhouette standing in the downpour, motionless, yet you can hear a whisper carried by the wind: 'Remember, red tomorrow...'.
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