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Though Ilijas did not particularly enjoy his perpetual confusion, he had begrudgingly gotten used to it at least. In the beginning, the vague awareness that he should be remembering something damn near drove him mad, the force lingering and omnipresent as he struggled to regain something from his past life. Eventually, he had just accepted his fate - as cruel as it was - and lived side by side with his amnesia.But this girl... Ilijas would be lying if he said that she didn't spur some sort of familiarity within him. He wanted to say that he knew her, that they had crossed paths before, but that seemed unrealistic. Impossible. [b][color=gray]"Wandering," Came his flat response, a frown curving his silver colored lips as he continued to study her. [color=gray]"That necklace," He suddenly murmured, the glint of blue catching his eye, [color=gray]"That's mine."
He didn't know how he knew that, just that he did. That ring belonged to him and nobody could change his mind- not even this strange girl who he felt so oddly attached to suddenly.
[font=arial][color=black][size=15pt]all of my goodness is going with you now
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