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"...Okay." If he was certain.
2015-10-09 07:33:40 -
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"Yes, I'm certain."
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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?"
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"...Total forgiveness."
2015-10-09 07:35:27 -
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"Then you'll have to start."
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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."
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"...It /really/ isn't anything important."
2015-10-09 08:09:11
