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as the teardrop rain pours into the vast lights of her vision, bare foot dancing in the soaked roads of Poblacion, it was a moment worth the shaded blues of life. Even after seconds from that moment on, it would only be painted to nothing but a less than ideal flashbacks of memory.

Stella, with her fear of the dark, has been treated as conformity deeply rooted on situations that brought her up unto that moment. Never in her wildest dream meeting Rafael would even occur on the plot, most certainly not at that point. But the gripping agony that comes with the act of creating moments only to turn to nothing but hazy memories of a yesterday's dream what shattered her already scarred soul to more fine-sand pieces.

Table of Dearest Yesterday’s Dream

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Volume 1 :RAINS & RUINS