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Six feet away from her. I can still hear your voice behind the car window. The car is moving. I look out the window. I see her face. A troubled face. I promise that we'll be back to our promise land. but saddening as it maybe, I can't place hands with the sorrow that glares me down. even though I miss the time of grief, I don't want to move to fast. Ok. To keep things at a pace, I'm afraid of you and what you've became. I feel her breath that drew close to my face. We're so far away, that i'm forgetting to remember you still exist I must write you about the daily events. It's the just that days are bleeding by a

Servant:  Dinner is set and ready…My lord? Wake up, fine sir! (shakes body) My dear king, please awaken from your slumber! *gasp* Oh no, this…this couldn’t be! Someone please help!! Narrator:  “The evil roots of sin grow deeply into the center of the country called Zenith. After the war against a neighboring country, Nadir, the kingdom of Zallendia has gone through troubling times. The King is dead for unknown reasons. His son, Prince Venn, is returning home after serving as a commander in the war. Now witnessing his father’s funeral, he is written with even more guilt…but the troubling event