My journey on the Yellow Brick Road.


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4 months – one-third of the year passed, Hana’s still hidding herself, carefully checking the theories and commands of Fw’s creation. Other coders could have done this not so difficultly but she wasn’t a genius. She wasn’t good at coding so Fw was, well, like there was something wrong with her. She talked nonsense in crazy encoded sentences and strange rhythms during the nights....
And so on and so on...