I did not willingly let half of my soul leave my body. It was torn from me. I still hear the ransomed moans. It calls to — Alfa H, Abandoned Breaths

I did not willingly let half of my soul leave my body. It was torn from me. I still hear the ransomed moans. It calls to — Alfa H, Abandoned Breaths

I did not willingly let half of my soul leave my body. It was torn from me. I still hear the ransomed moans. It calls to — Alfa H, Abandoned Breaths

I did not willingly let half of my soul leave my body. It was torn from me. I still hear the ransomed moans. It calls to — Alfa H, Abandoned Breaths

I did not willingly let half of my soul leave my body. It was torn from me. I still hear the ransomed moans. It calls to — Alfa H, Abandoned Breaths

I did not willingly let half of my soul leave my body. It was torn from me. I still hear the ransomed moans. It calls to me for rescue, yet clings to its abductor.

— Alfa H, Abandoned Breaths

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