The Twisted Roads To My Madness
W-W-Who are you?”
“I-I-I don’t really know how to answer that question anymore, once it seemed so easy, but now…” She pauses, allowing the silence to build the tension while he desperately holds on to a breath in fear. “But now there seems little to matter for a name anymore.”
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In a world of, anonymity, names are, no longer, necessary…
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