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ZELʹDA Desi͡atʹ let nazad pokhitili moi͡u mladshui͡u sestru. Ee ne udalosʹ spasti. I͡A nikogda ne plakala. No izlivala bolʹ v svoem graficheskom romane. Moi͡a geroini͡a gnalasʹ za pokhititeli͡ami deteĭ, chtoby pomeshatʹ im ispolnitʹ svoĭ zamysel. Kogda vse stalo khuzhe nekuda, i͡a poznakomilasʹ s Bekettom. Ego serdt͡se bylo dobrym, no dusha tonula vo mrake sobstvennogo proshlogo. On chuvstvoval vinu, kak i i͡a. BEKETT I͡A pokonchil s budushchim, kogda poshel na to prestuplenie, sovershiv adskui͡u glupostʹ. Moĭ putʹ ne byl ustlan rozami. I͡A byl beden i otchai͡an. V mire stolʹko gri͡azi, chto kogda nakhodishʹ svet, ti͡aneshʹsi͡a k nemu izo vsekh sil. Zelʹda byla imenno takoĭ. Krasivai͡a, tvorcheskai͡a, s zelenymi glazami. My vse sovershaem oshibki. No estʹ te, kotorye ispravitʹ uzhe nelʹzi͡a. I͡A ne mogu i ne khochu portitʹ eĭ zhiznʹ. Sozhalenie razʺedalo ee serdt͡se, ne davai͡a shansa na iskuplenie. Chuvstvo viny szhigalo ego iznutri, slovno pozhar. Smogut li oni obresti sily, chtoby zhitʹ dalʹshe?

ZELDA Ten years ago, my younger sister was kidnapped. She could not be saved. I've never cried. But she poured out her pain in her graphic novel. My heroine chased the kidnappers of children to prevent them from fulfilling their plan. When things got really bad, I met Beckett. His heart was kind, but his soul was drowning in the darkness of his own past. He felt guilty, just like me. BECKETT I ended the future when I committed that crime, committing a hellish stupidity. My path was not covered with roses. I was poor and desperate. There is so much dirt in the world that when you find light, you reach for it with all your might. Zelda was just like that. Beautiful, creative, with green eyes. We all make mistakes. But there are those that can no longer be fixed. I can't and don't want to ruin her life. Regret was eating away at her heart, giving her no chance for redemption. Guilt burned inside him like a fire. Will they be able to find the strength to live on?