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He re-read the note carefully and signed it above his initials. Straightening slowly, he stared blindly at the words, hands in his pockets, head forward. A deep sigh freed him, and he dragged the stool into position below the rope.
Is there a reckoning at the end of our lives? You'd better believe it!
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This chapter is hauntingly powerful — the raw vulnerability, the ache of misunderstood intentions, and the quiet resignation are deeply felt. It captures the silent battles many carry within, and it leaves the reader with a mix of sorrow and empathy. Thank you for writing something so brave and thought-provoking.
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Ultimately, we will all reap what we sow. Beauty reigns at the point of transition or nearby. The tax collector will always arrive to collect. In this tale, the collectors wear gowns and sport beautiful wings.
You have a clever way of showcasing thriller and Karma, even the character's name is cleverly named as well. Keep up with the good story.