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Mastodon

Amara stood at the edge of the hill, looking over the ruins of the city below. A once bustling metropolis, now a quiet graveyard. The only sound was the wind, carrying with it whispers from the past.

The Weight of Memory
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Vladimir Bok

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Annelise Lords
Annelise Lords

Written by Annelise Lords

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Helping you is Healing me! Let’s heal each other. thisisanneliselords@mediumauthor.com https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1664635

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