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A familiar grinning face with glowing amber eyes peered out at the seraph from the darkness.
“Why, if it isn’t the water brat. Long time, eh~?” His mouth showed all his teeth. “Let’s play again.”
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A familiar grinning face with glowing amber eyes peered out at the seraph from the darkness.
“Why, if it isn’t the water brat. Long time, eh~?” His mouth showed all his teeth. “Let’s play again.”
& cue a sleepy shepherd leaning up against his dear friend. Nothing unusual here.
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WHETHER or not this was just a mere illusion, conjured by those who cursed him, he didn’t care. In his eyes, the person in front of him was real and unscathed by his sins. Just the sight of the person he’s yearned to see for so long, sent tears spilling upon his dry cheeks. It was as if his own body moved of its own accordance and he found himself, wrapping his arms around him and holding on for dear life.
❝ Mikleo ... It really is you, Mikleo ! ❞ He squeezed tighter as he attempted to choke down his sobs. Oh, how he longed to see him for so long. He would do anything to stay like this. If this was a dream then, he so adamantly wished to never awaken.
❝ ... I’m sorry ... I ... couldn’t save you -- I couldn’t save anyone ... ! I let everyone’s deaths go to waste, all because of me ! Mikleo. Please, stay with me. I promise ... I’ll protect you this time ... ! ❞ Without realizing, malevolence began to seep through his body. It wouldn’t be enough to corrupt the Seraph but even so, it made it clear that this was not the same Sorey the other had known for so long.
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The name of the place was Ladylake -- at least that was what Alvin had gathered from nosing surreptitiously around the passers-by. Lucky for him, there was some sort of festival going on, and the place was swarmed with out-of-towners. He didn’t stick out as badly as he might have otherwise, but he still trod softly, ears and eyes open. Bad enough that he’d been pushed out of his own world once, but twice --
This was becoming a theme in his life.
Apparently there was some sort of ceremony going on in the nobles’ quarter, or would be soon enough. He tagged along near the back of the crowd, listening to the ongoing chatter about the Shepherd, whoever that was, and the Lord of Calamity, ditto.
“Quite the shindig,” he muttered under his breath, undecided if he was supposed to take all of this excitement literally or as an allegory.
“i guess it’s our lucky day, mikleo. if i keep my hood up like this, people won’t think anything of it! want to go check out the market? it’s raining, but you never know – we might find something interesting!”
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-- ; “NOT AT all. Though if it helps for visualization you can just picture yourself as it.” Clearing her throat the witch gave a smirk before tapping the young malakhim on the nose. “Well buckle up kiddo because Miss Magilou’s about to grant you the amazing privilege of listening to story time.”
“There once was an ugly barnacle. He was so ugly that everyone died. The end!”
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“Believe me, I’m just as lost as you.”
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❛ this may be a weird question---but can you make popsicles with your mind ?? ❜