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"I see…" I nodded. So it was deep and personal. Congratulations, Valeria for digging your grave. When you come outside the palace and hear all these negative comments. You will realize that life is not about living in the mansion she threw specks of dirt on the bungalow.
"Enough of that witch" One of the men joined in. He was short with a potbelly that could house me as well. He leaned against the ship. "Where exactly are you heading to? Which side of Novia?"
I wished I knew. I have forgotten everything about it. The stories my late father told me about our home town. However, I knew that we used to live in the capital "it had been a long I travelled down there. Have things changed? If not then I know where I'm heading to."
Pride goes before a fall… well, it was not pride. I had no idea where I was going to! I only know Novia.
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