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DeLeyano

  • Home is where the Heart is

    Everything was hazy; my eyes couldn't focus. Even the ground seemed to move beneath my hands as I tried to push myself off the earth. My head throbbed, and I swore I could see drops of blood splash on the ground below me. There was no snow on the ground, and instantly felt hot in all my layers. What happened? Where am I? Even just thinking the words caused excruciating pain.