Sep 27, 2014
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The identity of his angular face, framed by silken strands plucked delicately from the depths of a bottomless ocean, was immediate and clear.
The quincy who, like her, shared in the fate of becoming a relic to the world as the numbers of their species dwindled into oblivion.
He had been one of the first to befriend her and protect her from Kagerouza, an experience invaluable to the small mod soul.
"Uryu," she spoke softly. "You are well?"