# PROLOGUE

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Soulmates are a common thing on earth. By the age of 7 you surely will obtain your soulmark.

Never was there such a thing as not meeting your soulmate. Neither the less obtaining a soulmark.

So of course, commonly you got one. It's truly gorgeous. A dove and a swan. It resided on your the right side of your chest, the dove resting on top of the swan.

Though, besides all the good stuff in soulmates, there's always an unfortunate fact.

You feel the pain that your soulmate receives. Any small bruise or cut can be felt. And your situation was one out of the ordinary.

Your soulmate, almost everyday was injured. You didn't receive the cuts or gashes but it hurt terribly the same way people get hurt physically.

It was torture. Endless torture. But, the scars would heal quickly. Which was a relief. The unusual yet comforting cold temperature always helped you get through the process.

You were still afraid of a certain thing. It was the only solution to get to know your soulmate.

Which was communicating with them. And you hate doing such.

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