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Echoes Before It Happens - Part 12: Zaiyen’s Diary

 📓 Echoes Before It Happens: Zaiyen’s Diary  

🗓️ Part 12: The Burnt Letter I Never Wrote  

✍️ By Zaiyen


It was a normal evening…  

until I smelled **smoke**.


I ran through the house.  

No fire.  

No burnt food.


But the smell led me to my **desk drawer**.


Inside — nothing unusual.  

Except for one thing I’d never seen before:


A letter.  

Old.  

Scorched at the edges.  

Addressed…  

**to me.**


---


I opened it with shaking hands.


The writing was mine.  

But faded.  

Ash-colored ink.


It read:


> “Zaiyen,  

> I’ve made a mistake.  

> If you’re reading this, it means I failed again.  

> Don’t go to the place where it all started.  

> Burn this before midnight.  

> Or it’ll start over.”  

>  

> — You.


---


What place?  

What mistake?  

What would “start over”?


I stared at the clock.  

It was 11:53 PM.


I hesitated.  

Then ran to the sink and held the letter to a flame.


But before it burned, one last line appeared —  

revealed only by heat:


> **“Too late.”**


---


The lights flickered.  

My phone reset itself.  

The date changed.


Not to tomorrow.  

But to **yesterday**.


---


I opened my diary.  

The last five pages were blank again.


Had I just… undone something?


Or was I back where it began?


---


Whatever this is —  

it’s not just visions anymore.


Time is folding.  

Rewriting.


And now, I don’t know what’s real —  

or what I’ve already lived through once before.


🖋️ — Zaiyen


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