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He kept hopping due to his broken leg, clutching the two wet pieces of paper in his hand. Didn’t dare look back. If he did, all the memories he had with her would die with him. This was the last piece of the puzzle. He has to keep going, for her. There was only one thought racing through his mind, one which he immensely regrets, but just maybe, one which caused him to have the most extraordinary and magical moments in his life.

‘It was nice to meet you, Karma.’

He still kept running through the ghosted forest, his stamina extinguished at this point, he fell beneath a tree on top of a hill. It was the same tree where it all started. The blue rose in the clear vase, the moon beaming its brilliant light down from the leaves and the broken vase with the red rose.