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"A Promise Broken"
I am in Hell. This is Hell . . . this world-this place. Tearing, screaming, searing, scorching- Hell. He haunts me now, Here in this place. He swore to me, by that moon. (I should have known- that inconstant moon.) He tricked me. He led me to believe. Now I am alone, here. A fool to believe his promise.
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