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alexander silph
remembrance (duo/w)
POSTED ON Dec 18, 2018 5:03:22 GMT
mention for the amiss of their distant, yet, only family, left alex turning from the outburst. his blue eyes, looked towards fernando, wavering in nostalgia for something he couldn't quite understand.
evelyn silph and Stormy Silph encroached his mind in that regard. there was something else at the very edge, the outline of a distant figure.
an angel it was, in the sliver of all that had led them to where they now were. when he stressed upon exposure, it only strained the comfort and left him constantly wondering. who was it, that was missing?
"have you seen them at all?" alex finally asks, the wistful display merely fleeting. "our sisters, i mean," it must be so, or at least, he is hoping that it has been. "...i'm worried, well, about evelyn. it's almost like she disappeared." when the concern is brought forth, it only torments him more.
"you don't think she--" pain interrupts him.
a sharp blow to his leg, the figure stumbles backwards and into the ground. he cradles the throbbing essence with teary eyes, facing a timid looking mudbray. whatever bitter clash it had been running from, it had done so with one mighty slam.
few lengths away, it would seem a deadly petal blizzard was starting itself in their direction. the source? an outraged gloom. the reason? none would truly know.
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