"Bakugan battling is my one and only hope." / "Without this, I can't even use Bakugan, I'm not a real Brawler..."
"A droplet of water landed on a shard of the broken mirror. Yet it wasn't raining, he was fairly sure of that. He reached out and picked up the mirror fragment that the droplet had landed on. Wiping the water off with his fingers.
Red.
A droplet of red appeared on the mirror shard as he pricked his finger on it.
His attempt to remove the water had just stained it with something even worse.
A second droplet of red fell down onto the rest of the broken mirror below.
He desperately reached out and grabbed that shard too, more red bloomed as it cut his hand open.
The pain seared through his hand.
No. No. No.
He picked up another piece, desperate to clean it so it wouldn't stain this time. Desperate to do something right. It too was quickly covered in red."
- Of Puppet Strings and Broken Shards.
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