"Suddenly, there was nothing left for me. Nothing had meaning anymore. Without my voice, without music, there was no point in anything. I understood how the shadows felt. They are nothing but a distorted silhouette, walking aimlessly alongside someone else. Without an identity of their own, they could disappear at any given moment."
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Just like that, in the blink of an eye, four years had passed.
Almost all of her followers had left her, some even going inactive themselves.
She'd had to move to a different apartment to find something more affordable and ditch a lot of her things in the process.
Part of it was nice, getting rid of the person she was to be. It was almost like an official goodbye.
