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UNYIELDING: A Cinematic Journey Through the Pulse of Human Emotion"
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“I am tired, my emotions are depleted. My senses are sick. A will, they have written for me. Upon a train thrown, they are going far away. Though they know not, on the same train I am. To stop them, is not my intention. Finished long ago, my body is. Peace, it seeks. If emotions saw, they would banish me. Would drop me off at the next station. But they know not, I hid beneath a table. My pockets are empty. My ticket I have not, to the other side. Emotions, how easily can they pass? Afraid, my heart is. Hey, fear, you, why with the emotions did you not go? Still, what is left for you to take? Enough, you have consumed.”
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“I am tired, my emotions are depleted. My senses are sick. A will, they have written for me. Upon a train thrown, they are going far away. Though they know not, on the same train I am. To stop them, is not my intention. Finished long ago, my body is. Peace, it seeks. If emotions saw, they would banish me. Would drop me off at the next station. But they know not, I hid beneath a table. My pockets are empty. My ticket I have not, to the other side. Emotions, how easily can they pass? Afraid, my heart is. Hey, fear, you, why with the emotions did you not go? Still, what is left for you to take? Enough, you have consumed.”
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“I am tired, my emotions are depleted. My senses are sick. A will, they have written for me. Upon a train thrown, they are going far away. Though they know not, on the same train I am. To stop them, is not my intention. Finished long ago, my body is. Peace, it seeks. If emotions saw, they would banish me. Would drop me off at the next station. But they know not, I hid beneath a table. My pockets are empty. My ticket I have not, to the other side. Emotions, how easily can they pass? Afraid, my heart is. Hey, fear, you, why with the emotions did you not go? Still, what is left for you to take? Enough, you have consumed.”
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“Pierced that laughter Lucesta's interior, poked something. Entered something, as if, inside. Helpless felt she, a primal fear felt she, a primal darkness. As if in that moment, a black spot had fallen into the very center of her heart. Like a disease... As if it would spread and destroy her heart. Right against her ear, a lip leaned. Whispered it to her elegantly: "Destroy," it said. "Destroy him," it said. "Take the dagger. Strike," it said.
Tried Lucesta to push the lips away with her hand. But as if stuck, the lips were. To her right ear, to her left ear... To her heart, to her brain, to the room, to the air... "Destroy, destroy," it said. "Destroy." Without even understanding herself, Lucesta came right before the king. With all her might, she shoved him. Caught off guard was the king, expected he it not. Screamed Lucesta. Laughed the lips.
“Never, never shall I allow you to sacrifice me!”
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Tried Lucesta to push the lips away with her hand. But as if stuck, the lips were. To her right ear, to her left ear... To her heart, to her brain, to the room, to the air... "Destroy, destroy," it said. "Destroy." Without even understanding herself, Lucesta came right before the king. With all her might, she shoved him. Caught off guard was the king, expected he it not. Screamed Lucesta. Laughed the lips.
“Never, never shall I allow you to sacrifice me!”
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