Prologe

Even through the ashes flowers bloom and turn to the sun, where it's always bright.
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I looked at the ash filled land and sighed. I knew this was going to happen, yet I still couldn't bring myself to believe it happened right in front of me. I was about let go of life when I saw the bud of a flower growing out of the ash. I knew all Hope wasn't lost, not yet at least.
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