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        <pubDate>2026-06-20 04:04:38</pubDate>
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                <title>chapter 1-3</title>
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                <description>chapter 1: Cold, cold—feels like stones Freezing from my head to bonesHow did I get here, lost in this hollow?A fang pierced my foot—I feel sorrowIt climbs my leg and makes me moanMy foot is bleeding, staining the floorNow I see clearly: I&#x27;m just at homeOr maybe you&#x27;d call it a shattered domeBut there&#x27;s something here that chills the boneThis place isn&#x27;t mine, not anymore—Not with the bloodstains, scorched on the floorEvery corner echoes the lasting warchapter 2: Dark, dark—feels like mistakenAll she wants is to flee to EdenWhere are her friends? Where are her parents?That&#x27;s the moment she sees the canonShe jumps up, frightened—eyes wide and darkenedHeart racing, mind pacing, scared and burdenedRuns toward the doorTo reach the first floorSearching for her familyCalling their names rapidlyNo one can hear—not on this floorNo one is here, not anymoreShe falls to the groundCries into her handsWhat can she do?She doesn’t understandchapter3:Red, red—blood on my foreheadSuddenly I realize: my hair is all redSomething hit my head,I fainted, then sleptAnd now that I&#x27;m awake,Everyone&#x27;s awayThey might be thinkingThat I must be deadThat&#x27;s why they left meIn the first placeNow that I know it,I should go find them</description>
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                <author>تارا</author>
                <pubDate>Sun, 20 Apr 2025 07:19:20 +0330</pubDate>
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                <title>chapter 2</title>
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                <description>Dark, dark—feels like mistakenAll she wants is to flee to EdenWhere are her friends? Where are her parents?That&#x27;s the moment she sees the canonShe jumps up, frightened—eyes wide and darkenedHeart racing, mind pacing, scared and burdenedRuns toward the doorTo reach the first floorSearching for her familyCalling their names rapidlyNo one can hear—not on this floorNo one is here, not anymoreShe falls to the groundCries into her handsWhat can she do?She doesn’t understand</description>
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                <author>تارا</author>
                <pubDate>Sat, 19 Apr 2025 13:12:06 +0330</pubDate>
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                <title>chapter 1</title>
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                <description>Cold, cold—feels like stonesFreezing from my head to bones How did I get here, lost in this hollow?A fang pierced my foot—I feel sorrowIt climbs my leg, and makes me moan My foot is bleeding, staining the floorNow I see clearly: I&#x27;m just at homeOr maybe you&#x27;d call it a shattered dome But there&#x27;s somethings here that chills the boneThis place isn&#x27;t mine, not anymorenot with the bloodstains, scorched on the floorevery corner echoes the lasting war</description>
                <category>تارا</category>
                <author>تارا</author>
                <pubDate>Thu, 17 Apr 2025 21:36:47 +0330</pubDate>
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