COTC 43(1)

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Orian's pov "Writing is therapeutic." I murmured to myself placing my fountain pen aside. I let out a breath of air as I shut my diary feeling the weight of all I had caged in being lifted now that I had them written down. It was a new diary, that I carried around no matter where I went, carefully hidden, of course. I couldn't go a day without writing in my diary. And as I grew older, I had to get more. I got this one last month and I was almost halfway through its pages, guess I always have a lot to write down. The older ones were stashed behind the shelves in my office, away from prying eyes. It would be disastrous to let someone that I didn't want get into my mind by reading my written thoughts. And now that I was done writing for the night. I needed a hot shower, a book, and sl

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