Silent Connection
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That night, she watched Theodore sleep. It was then she realized he was still just a boy, a boy who was running away from his own past. He was just like her, and he risked everything to save her. She knew at that moment she would do anything to save him, too.
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A passionate dance between two individuals. No pronouns mentioned
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Kaelen, a night security guard, battles the loneliness of his shift by reading books aloud in front of the cell of Anomaly-13, known as "Doctor Weird." The creature, which never speaks, begins tilting its head and moving closer every night, listening to the stories with an unsettling interest.
This work was not created with AI. English is not my first language, so the texts are translated, which may cause some inconsistencies or misunderstandings. Some structures might seem similar because writing is a hobby I am learning and trying to improve. I repeat certain patterns for comfort and efficiency, as my goal is to create several short stories a day. Thank you for understanding!
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The siege of Suchdol left the fortress battered but standing, a testament to the resilience of its defenders. As the survivors begin to recover, they celebrate their hard-won victory with a mix of joy and the lingering awareness of the ongoing war. Amidst the festivities, Hans and Henry find themselves drawn to each other, their intense connection leading to a passionate encounter in Hans' chamber. Despite the looming uncertainties of tomorrow, they find solace and freedom in their shared moment, embracing their fate together.
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Я не знал, зачем оставляю ему цветы.
Он никогда не знал, кто их приносит.
Но город сводил нас снова и снова.