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Weekly Contest #378
His force was stern and serious even through his whispered tone. "What happens next, listen to me, no matter what you see, or hear." His orbs flashed briefly, a sign as if life was suddenly being taken from him; was he sacrificing for love? He knew what he was doing, his actions thereafter proved such. His thoughts, primarily on one name (Elaina); he prayed she would save his life again, when he truly wanted it. He gasped, "help me." He meditated his thoughts almost. He knew she could hear him. Amy arched a brow in Tristan's hold. She bent h...
Weekly Contest #377
"So, what do you think I remembered most, there, in my last hour? The fact that I died in pain ... or that I was with you?" Amy said, smiling, the sun touched her rosy cheeks, and her olive-colored skin. Her arms crossed, and she leaned to the side a bit with an all too skeptical expression upon her face. "You know I love you, right?" Amy said, smiling, the hint of dimples in her cheeks. They were standing by the grave, the hole gone, the acres vacant of a single tree or neighboring tombstone. It was them, the grave, the grass, the sky ... a...
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