ARNA
"You know... when I was a child, I hated living here," I said quietly, my voice almost afraid to touch the silence between us. My fingers toyed with the edge of his sleeve, tracing the seams like they held answers. "I hated Veyra. I felt... unlucky. Like my birth itself was some kind of mistake."
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