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Posted: Mon Oct 01, 2018 1:03 pm
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Posted: Mon Oct 01, 2018 2:08 pm
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Posted: Mon Oct 01, 2018 2:14 pm
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Posted: Mon Oct 01, 2018 5:03 pm
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Posted: Mon Oct 01, 2018 7:41 pm
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Posted: Mon Oct 01, 2018 7:50 pm
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Posted: Mon Oct 01, 2018 9:44 pm
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Posted: Mon Oct 01, 2018 10:01 pm
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Posted: Tue Oct 02, 2018 7:43 am
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Posted: Tue Oct 02, 2018 10:39 am
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Kerana Kerana’s smiled returned, she nodded then joined the others. She hoped he could join her in the land of the living. Besides, there was that picnic date she has been hinting that they would go on when he was better. Hopefully they could fulfill that promise.
As Alec watched Kerana leave he began to miss her already. He figured she was hoping to have the dream picnic they'd experienced a month ago. He hoped so too.
He looked down at the well and ponder what he could do next. He remembered his years spent in the realm of death. It was very much like what he'd imagined Hell or Hades to be like, but did it have to be that way.
Alec took a step away from the well and reared his arms back, preparing the scythe to strike. He had been told that the well itself was what held the souls for use. What if there were no well.
The blade glowed a gentle blue, as opposed to Crosis' distinctly ghastly glow. With one quick swipe he struck the well, causing it to shatter and disipate like old bones.
The contained souls erupted from the void the well contained. They began to spread out and populate the realm of death. Satisfied that they would find their way, he leaped through the rift, causing it to close.
He emerged on the other side in front of Kerana. Dropped the scythe as he stood up. He was surprised to see that it faded away into a whisp of blue smoke. The smoke wrapped itself around his arms and absorbed into his skin.
He looked to Kerana, unsure of what was happening. After a few seconds his skin returned to it's normal palor and the black tear markings that came from his eyes fade away.
He took a step toward Kerana and stumbled into her arms. He felt considerably weaker in this realm, but he didn't feel like he was dying.
He looked into her eyes and chuckled, "Heh, a little lethargic, but otherwise okay. Can you help me stand?
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Posted: Tue Oct 02, 2018 5:25 pm
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Posted: Sat Oct 06, 2018 5:36 pm
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Leo walked out of the cafeteria just in time to hear Dawn's commotion. He looked in thir direction, but his attention was focused on the woman with the purple violet hair, like his highlights, and the pointed ears, like his. He didn't remember much about his mother: her face, her voice, or even her motherly embrace. He was very young when she died. The two things he never forgot, though, were her silhouette and her hair.
He approached Trinity with a nervous shuffle. He rubbed his left arm and tried his hardest to look her in the eyes. He only managed to glance at her every few seconds. He didn't know whether he wantes to laugh, cry, smile, smirk, grimace, or scream. He was a typhoon of pent up, awkward emotions.
After a few unconfortable seconds he managed to wheeze out, "H-hey."
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Posted: Sat Oct 06, 2018 6:04 pm
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Posted: Sat Oct 06, 2018 6:24 pm
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