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"When will this suffering end?" I muttered to myself, staring sadly at the fins I'd been attached to since I was born into a world far from sunlight. Slowly, I realized that the fins I'd always shown off to my cousins were starting to change
One morning, in the schoolyard, still wet from the previous night's rain, a girl stood awkwardly near the flagpole
It rained heavily that night. The last night bus from the city began to slowly make its way along the winding mountain road. Inside the bus, the atmosphere was still and silent. The lights were dimmed, and some passengers were beginning to fall as
