A Promise Kept, Never Forgotten

I sit with this man on his deathbed, a man who has told me tale after tale over the years. I heard his story and believed. Why? Because, to friend and love is human.

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I've known this man for years, listening to his fantastical tales of wonder and love. I was the first to believe that they were true. And it all started with a simple question: "Have you ever made a promise to someone, a promise so special that no matter what, you had to fulfill it?" As I sit here for his final moments, I look back on all that he told me, all of it for a promise kept, yet never was it forgotten.

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