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		<title>In the silence after thunder</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Tatiana Lopez]]></dc:creator>
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					<description><![CDATA[Donde termina el trueno]]></description>
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<p class="has-text-align-center wp-block-paragraph">In the silence after thunder, she built her castle — not of stone, but of love, dreams, and fragile hopes. From every room and corner, she watched the ocean like a beloved companion, a confidant who never spoke but always understood. It was her refuge — and her prison.</p>



<p class="has-text-align-center wp-block-paragraph">She gave it everything: her treasures, her heart, the weight of her past. In return, the sea asked only one thing — that she stay. To remain there meant to abandon the life she once knew. And so she stayed, quietly surrendering one world to build another.</p>



<p class="has-text-align-center has-medium-font-size wp-block-paragraph"><strong>Donde termina el Trueno</strong></p>



<p class="has-text-align-center wp-block-paragraph">Donde termina el trueno, ella construyó su castillo, no de piedra, sino de amor, sueños e ilusiones. Desde cada rincón y habitación contemplaba el océano como a un compañero amado, un confidente que jamás hablaba, pero siempre entendía. Era su refugio… y su prisión.</p>



<p class="has-text-align-center wp-block-paragraph">Le entregó todo: sus tesoros, su corazón, el peso de su pasado. A cambio, el mar solo le pidió una cosa: que se quedara. Permanecer allí significaba renunciar a la vida que había conocido. Y así se quedó, rindiéndose en silencio a un mundo, para poder levantar otro.</p>
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