Regretted actions, cursed memories
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Prologue
A young man stood at the edge of a cliff. He was properly dressed and had messy chocolate brown hair. He had blood splattered all over his favorite green polo shirt. Yes, blood. Blood from his loved one, at the same time his enemy. He stared blankly out into the sea, which was just below the cliff, watching the waves crash against the rocks. A deep sense of regret was starting to fill every inch of him. A chilly wind was starting to blow, whipping his hair around. He shivered slightly, not because he was feeling cold. It was the feeling and sense of being alone. He had a faraway look in his eyes and was clutching a bag in his hand. His bag was bulging with certain items. He was thinking back. Thinking of someone. Thinking of something.
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Disclaimer: ** Cardcaptor Sakura does not belong to me. **
Prologue
A young man stood at the edge of a cliff. He was properly dressed and had messy chocolate brown hair. He had blood splattered all over his favorite green polo shirt. Yes, blood. Blood from his loved one, at the same time his enemy. He stared blankly out into the sea, which was just below the cliff, watching the waves crash against the rocks. A deep sense of regret was starting to fill every inch of him. A chilly wind was starting to blow, whipping his hair around. He shivered slightly, not because he was feeling cold. It was the feeling and sense of being alone. He had a faraway look in his eyes and was clutching a bag in his hand. His bag was bulging with certain items. He was thinking back. Thinking of someone. Thinking of something.
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