Charley felt heartbroken.
As she sat on the park bench at the top of the hill, looking out over the rolling grounds beneath her, crowded with clusters of shivering trees, she tried to feel what her mother might have felt, sitting there as she did, so many years before.
She strained to remember something - anything - of those early years before her death. But nothing came.
-Gabriel Brunsdon, AZLANDER: NEVER ENDINGS: Second Chances
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