11-26-2018, 03:39 AM
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[color=#7E354D]BAI SHI
" my own illusion come to be "
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bai shi had gone to the edges of the border, their mind turning head over heels with the appearance of their father. they had been so happy to see him, so happy to speak about their problems. but he wasn't the same, he was so different from before, from how he formerly was. they missed the father that would smile at them, that would bring them treats from his business trips, and mostly, they missed the father that had cared for them as his oldest in a few clutches. they missed his attention, his laughter at their antics, his pride in them when they did something. they missed the praise most of all, because it meant that he was happy when he praised them.
they had taken residence in the very tree that vagabond was targeting. hearing his footsteps they would watch from above, not wanting to interrupt, knowing the very idea to be dangerous. so they simply dug their claws into the branch they laid on. they would watch as he took out his violence.
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[color=#7E354D]BAI SHI
" my own illusion come to be "
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bai shi had gone to the edges of the border, their mind turning head over heels with the appearance of their father. they had been so happy to see him, so happy to speak about their problems. but he wasn't the same, he was so different from before, from how he formerly was. they missed the father that would smile at them, that would bring them treats from his business trips, and mostly, they missed the father that had cared for them as his oldest in a few clutches. they missed his attention, his laughter at their antics, his pride in them when they did something. they missed the praise most of all, because it meant that he was happy when he praised them.
they had taken residence in the very tree that vagabond was targeting. hearing his footsteps they would watch from above, not wanting to interrupt, knowing the very idea to be dangerous. so they simply dug their claws into the branch they laid on. they would watch as he took out his violence.