A budding writer with a bunch of ingenious rebels risk their lives to try and overthrow an oppressive government to earn back their liberty of expression. They need to unify and put aside their differences, interests and pasts, and race against time...
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She deepened the kiss like a drowning woman, grasping at the last thread of life. The kiss was urgent. It was raw, senile, and deadly as if they exploded in fireworks. If that was death, Alizeh would gladly accept it any day.
The tears melted into one stream of salt and soot as it ran in streaks down their faces. She drew back and looked at him for one last time, through her teary vision.
"Goodbye," she whispered, slightly pushing him away from her.
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