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A garota dos olhos dourados cruzava a casa distraidamente em direção à pequena mas densa biblioteca. Ali, sentia os livros a observarem intensamente, curiosos. Sabiam que ela não estava presente, que após a tarde com Sr. Richard ela navegava em outro mundo, ávida por respostas. Seu barco não era mais que uma canoa, mas sua velocidade era como a de um grande navio. E esperava naqueles livros um compasso para se direcionar.

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I'm drowning in your scent.

Liars are those that say magic is nonexistent, for how else would anyone explain why I feel so attached to something -or rather someone- I can't even see?

Though I know it's all nothing more than illusions, I wouldn't dare losing that memory of you.

As the sun set, he couldn't help but wonder if all endings were like that: enchanting as they happened and frightening once they were over. But with the man with deep eyes next to him, his only hope was that this sight was endless.

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what if cinderella had to save herself?