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{*Akira*}
How do you begin to untangle confusion and sort them into neat piles?
You ask questions, of course. Each question is like a box, conta..
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In The Land Of Bubblegum
{*Elise*}
I had always noticed him.
He was a quiet boy, ocassionally isolating himself from the other children in th..
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In The Land Of Bubblegum
{*Akira*}
Bang!
I looked up from my paper plane when I was pondering over Elise's outburst. Could it be...
Elise?..
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{*Elise*}
I stood in front of the room which was labelled 'Private', bearing a small bouquet of late autumn flowers I had picked from the side gard..
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{*Akira*}
Freedom. It tasted like the first dewdrop a prisoner licked upon release from prison, or a lunch that a hostage ate with his own hand af..
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{*Elise*}
Akira sounded so shy as he asked me the question. I stared at him, my eyes widened in curiosity. "Yes?"
He scratched his head a little..
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In Victoria Heart Orphanage, both Akira and Elise share harsh histories, black hair and dreams. This is a tale of youth, faith, and the dirty truth of..
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