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-shinso
" alone, finally "
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Memory was beyond tolerating others. Every moth that offered a candle was irritating, any friend who visited for either quest or quick greetings were deceitfully too kind— For being so awfully annoying. Hell anytime another offered a candle to light? They would walk away as if not even seeing.
God forbid it wanted to be alone. Wanted to have some peace after so much honking and cheering and—The concerts with music and community was nice.
The crowds and overwhelming sounds were not.
Overstimulation could be a bitch, and it certainly made Memory one.
Even when Dove stopped by, they nearly wanted to claw their core out and just dissapear.
For a while the debate with more and more people passing by was go to Eden and hide somewhere—Of course the rushing winds and chilling feeling may have not been welcome– Or well... The second option went perfectly, actually.
All it took would be a quick stop to Aviary, and a pull of a lever. Something so easy, and it was obvious yet they never even thought of it...
By the time they got up to their nest, it was by all means, the comfort and peace they needed.
No more others, no more sounds— Just warmth.
And a much missed bed.
