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Letters Across Time
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When they arrived in California in the early 1960s, they didn’t just cross an ocean, they crossed into an entirely new version of themselves. The paperwork was processed slowly, over weeks, and interviews and translations and signatures that Ramon didn’t understand but trusted Simon to guide.On one particular form, Ramon was asked his family name again. The immigration officer, tired and thick-accented himself, looked up and said, “Do you want to keep the old spelling? We can Anglicize it.”Ramon blinked. “Anglicize?”“Make it easier for Americans to pronounce,” the officer said, already halfway through typing.Simon looked at his father. “We can change it, if you want.”Ramon glanced at Marisa, at his sons, at Leonora who nodded once. A future was waiting, and it needed a name.“Taylor,” Ramon said. “We’ll be the Taylor family now.”The officer nodded and finished typing.And just like that, it was done.Pedro, legally became Peter Taylor.The name felt strange at first, like a suit
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Alice hurried to the bathroom, her heart racing as she splashed cold water on her face. She couldn't shake the image from her vision—Johnson's bloodied forehead haunted her thoughts. I don’t have to tell him about this. He might think I’m a freak! she chided herself. Taking a deep breath, she calmed her mind and emerged from the bathroom with a smile, despite the turmoil inside.“I’m sorry, it must be the alcohol. I suddenly felt like I needed to vomit,” she said, embarrassed, knowing she was lying through her teeth.“Well, why don’t you come here and let’s do some star-gazing? We’ll just go home later,” Johnson said, patting the space beside him on the bed.“Okay.” She lay down beside him and gazed at the galaxy through the glass roof of the room.“Get some rest first, then we’ll leave later.” They lay in comfortable silence, watching the stars, Alice feeling a deep connection to the universe. She marveled at the movement of the moon and the stars until she spotted a shooting star.Sh
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When they arrived in California in the early 1960s, they didn’t just cross an ocean, they crossed into an entirely new version of themselves. The paperwork was processed slowly, over weeks, and interviews and translations and signatures that Ramon didn’t understand but trusted Simon to guide.On one particular form, Ramon was asked his family name again. The immigration officer, tired and thick-accented himself, looked up and said, “Do you want to keep the old spelling? We can Anglicize it.”Ramon blinked. “Anglicize?”“Make it easier for Americans to pronounce,” the officer said, already halfway through typing.Simon looked at his father. “We can change it, if you want.”Ramon glanced at Marisa, at his sons, at Leonora who nodded once. A future was waiting, and it needed a name.“Taylor,” Ramon said. “We’ll be the Taylor family now.”The officer nodded and finished typing.And just like that, it was done.Pedro, legally became Peter Taylor.The name felt strange at first, like a suit
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The early morning haze still lingered over the rice paddies when Pedro found Leonora barefoot in the field behind Ramon’s house, her hands cupped around a wounded kingfisher. Dew glistened on the leaves, catching the pale gold light of sunrise. Pedro watched as she whispered something under her breath. A soft glow flickered from her palms, and within seconds, the kingfisher’s wing straightened with a crack that sounded more like relief than pain.It chirped once, flapped its wings, and took off into the sky.“You could’ve told me you were leaving before dawn,” Pedro called out.Leonora glanced back with a faint smile. “You were still asleep. And you snore like a bull carabao.”Pedro scoffed, approaching with a lazy grin. “You’ve been hanging around Ramon too long. You’re starting to sound like family.”Leonora shrugged, brushing dirt from her skirt. “Maybe I am.”Their bond had shifted over the last few months—not romantic, not quite friendship either. Something rooted deeper. He was
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1953.Pedro groaned as he sat up on the damp earth, brushing off leaves and bits of moss from his shirt. Around him, the air smelled of pine and fresh rain, and the faint chirping of birds replaced the oppressive silence of Corazon’s mansion. A low hum of magical residue lingered in the air, fading quickly. Leonora knelt nearby, her hands glowing faintly as she steadied herself."Are you alright?" she asked, her voice steadier than before."I’ve had better landings," Pedro muttered, wincing. "But yes. You?"Leonora looked down at her hands, her brows furrowing. "I feel... different. Stronger. The dungeon must have suppressed my powers. But now... it’s like they’re waking up."She reached out to touch the bark of a tree beside her. As her fingers met the rough surface, the wilted moss covering its roots began to glow with gentle green light, slowly rejuvenating. Flowers bloomed at its base within seconds.Pedro watched, wide-eyed. "You’re healing the forest."Leonora stepped back, awe
