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She frowned, biting her lip thoughtfully. “Maybe... mine would be a little worried, but I think it would be okay.” *** “That would explain the...
She sat down triumphantly as the sun began to set over the horizon, golden light streaming through the window. *** He nodded, setting down the...
She ruffled his hair affectionately, pulling the lights along the edge of the window, a long train trailing behind her. *** He was studying her,...
She was rooting through the last of the supplies, hooking a lost ring over her shoulder before looking over at him with a sunny grin. “Perfect!”...
Dahlia has been moving around keenly, propping up blankets with beams. *** A few minutes would pass before a figure would enter the room,...
(Zoop?) * * * (Zoop!) When she awoke, she would find herself in a small, dimly lit room. She was covered in a surprisingly warm cattail...
She looked over at him with a grin. "Let's get to it." * * * The owl screeched again overhead and Munsheiner approached, his nose twitching. It...
She huffed, going over to the edge of the windowsill and looking over. "Let's get to work." * * * Victor's head jerked up and the sound of the...
She nudged him playfully. "Don't be rude." * * * Night was falling around her, darkness slowly moving in.
"You know me," she teased. "I'm not that crazy." * * * Still being wild.
"What?" She looked over at him strangely. "Right now? No. I was kidding." * * * They headed out.
"Now," she said yearningly, looking over at him. "I want to do something." * * * He got onto the mouse and clicked his tongue. "Let's go,...
"No," she shot back, turning and leaning against the window. "We're about to turn 14, Siris, and we haven't even been outside yet. How lame is...
"Hardly," she replied dramatically. * * * (ZoooOOp?)
“A few years? Osiris, think about what you’re saying and who you’re saying it to. I have no patience.” *** He gave a small nod and looked as if...
“Not soon enough,” she muttered. “My parents wouldn’t even let me come up to the attic.” *** “So, there’s no reason why our worlds should...
She huffed, crossing her arms. She would often get herself into these little funks, where she would perseverate over a tiny irritation for a...
"I want to go out so badly," she complained. "But my parents won't let me." * * * "You won't see me again after this."
"No," she said with a small frown. "Same view as always." She sighed, resting her forehead against the window. "But wouldn't you want to go out...
"Take it by storm," she agreed, stepping away from him and going over to the window, pressing her hands against it and looking outside. * * * He...
