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Alice was not very fond of the city. She had nothing against it, but it was very difficult to enjoy her time there when death was a constant companion pointing out the people in the crowd who stood closest to the tip of the scythe. She was well aware that she should work on getting used to it, but couldn't help walking at a fast pace to just get away from the busy streets.
The young banshee was about to hail a cab and just head straight back home when something else entirely grabbed her attention. A warm, bright aura like nothing she'd ever seen drew her to stand in front of a flower shop.
Peeking at the arrangements on display, she felt herself smiling, able to feel the love that was put into it, and before she knew it, Alice was walking into the place.







