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"...Okay." If he was certain.

2015-10-09 07:33:40

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"Yes, I'm certain."

2015-10-09 07:33:58

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"I'm sorry I'm just...not used to this."

2015-10-09 07:34:45

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"To what?"

2015-10-09 07:35:03

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"...Total forgiveness."

2015-10-09 07:35:27

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"Then you'll have to start."

2015-10-09 07:36:47

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"..." She relaxed her grip on him a bit. "...I know."

2015-10-09 07:37:33

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The cold had been building up all this time, and I flexed my hand, looking down at the resulting cloud of crystal fog. I let go, got to my feet and turned around.

2015-10-09 07:38:41

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She remained there. On the ground. Unsure of what to do.

2015-10-09 07:40:39

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I released the pressure, focusing on an image in my mind of a little house, with a weeping willow growing alongside it. I held out my hand and it began to take shape one piece at a time, the door, walls, chimney, jangling leaves, and some crystal roses 'growing' by the door, petals formed from the shards of my heart.

2015-10-09 07:44:31

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Reluctantly, Ivory stood up. What was he doing...? Was he making something again?

2015-10-09 07:49:01

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Slowly, it took on the shape of the house I'd pictured, a bit rough around the edges, but recognizable. As an afterthought, I added a small heart decoration to the door. Then I looked back at Ivory and gestured towards the low fence and corresponding gate. "...tada."

2015-10-09 07:51:29

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She looked at the house, and smiled softly. It was...cute, and charming in its own way. "....I like it."

2015-10-09 07:52:55

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"Enough to go inside? Maybe stay there?"

2015-10-09 07:55:23

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"....Yes." She slowly moved towards him after slipping past the gate.

2015-10-09 07:56:19

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I followed her, holding the door open. I reached over, picked a rose, and held it out to her as well.

2015-10-09 07:59:03

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"You know...Roses are my favorite flower." She commented as she reached out to touch the rose. As the sleeve moved back, red tinted skin was exposed.

2015-10-09 08:01:30

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"Oh. That's good to know. ....don't let it melt." I glanced at her arm. "What happened there? You didn't burn yourself, did you?"

2015-10-09 08:03:04

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...Oh. Oh shit. She quickly pulled her hand away, other one to her sleeve. "Oh it's...nothing important." Ivory spoke.

2015-10-09 08:04:38

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"Of course it is. What happened?"

2015-10-09 08:05:12

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"Don't worry about it. Really."

2015-10-09 08:05:36

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"You do realize that won't affect my level of worry."

2015-10-09 08:06:22

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"...." At least let her pretend it did?

2015-10-09 08:06:56

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I sighed. "...just tell me."

2015-10-09 08:07:55

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"...It /really/ isn't anything important."

2015-10-09 08:09:11