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            worn and weather beaten,                    armonie finds her breath hitching in her throat as she returns home.     she had had little hope of ever returning ,   of eyes ever falling upon familiar tents once more.    she follows echo further into camp ,    limping lightly from where they had stuck needles in her like a voodoo doll ,      ❛         bumi.      ❜     all pain is ignored as she breaks into a run,     arms swinging around the older male. 

@figklakaau because we were talking about it

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          ❛        nobody wants to hear you cry about the                                       grief inside your bones.        ❜   

                                     written by iisms  

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        tag drop !

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figklakaau:

bonesspeak.

                           head shakes.        the man continues to watch the creature run circles around his hand,      evidently fascinated by it’s drive and ambition.    ❛     he was just trying to find a home.     something we ALL do.     ❜    

      ❛    he can find a home with someone else.     ❜       head tilts softly,   bambi hues glancing over at the eight legged     THING     running over his hand,        ❛      do not tell me you are going to name it.   ❜

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figklakaau:

                        ❛     once again,           you ask too much of me.     ❜         head shakes as hands move,     a critter dancing over digits as he moves into his room,      shouting back to her.        ❛     this poor little creature has done NOTHING to you.       he is a trooper.     ❜    

closed.                    @bonesspeak​   !

        breath hitches in throat,         hand clasping at her chest   as heart pounds under worn skin,         ❛     aren’t you going to get rid of it ??  ❜     she calls after him,  reluctant to follow  but she does      eventually,       ❛     he   SCARED     me. that’s something.    ❜