Ephemural: A little human bauble?
Sirus: Yes, but one of my own designs.
Ephemural: I don’t see what you thought you could accomplish with this little thing.
Trace: Flora… Flora, can you hear me?
Trace: Please, tell me you’re still there. Flora?
Ephemural: Grr.. What is that human muttering about?
Ephemural: He should know by now that Flora isn’t–
Ephemural: eh… Mew…?
Flora: (thoughts) Trace, when I first met you in the wood I wasn’t – intentions were. But as we continued in
our travels – you, a human of all people. It wasn’t until later that – really love you. It’s so strange.
It seems like it h– quickly. I miss you Trace. I want you back. I – I’ve done a lot of fighting in the past
few weeks – met – that’s normal. I have never h– d a– together before. Trace, I –
kn– feel the same way? I hope– when you said those mean words – hurts. I don’t want to be –
Keidran, but I can’t h– –w– It’s just who I am. Bu– that I still love y– being a
Keidra– –t you to worry – lot. Sometimes – was tougher. I can’t help it. – you don’t
mind. I love Trace! I ca– don’t care who knows it! We– a little. But it’s not s– are you afraid of?
–d of me?–
Ephemural: Agh! What is this? What are all these thoughts?
Ephemural: No, get away! What’s going on? This is impossible!
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