torren [★] cliché

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— s͢uv̷i͡ ̷k̛iir͜a ó f͞a҉olá҉in | t̢àn̢glewo̧o̷̢d̷͢, t̶h̨e̵ ҉ty͝p̵ho͞on͞ | medic —

All the stars?  Kiira felt a laugh bubble from her throat before she could help it.  Although the sound soft, her eyes glinted with true amusement.  "N-no," she protested, ducking her head.  "M-maybe more than... I-I think... B-but no." Stars forbid.  As the fox looked out across the water, she shook her head.  "T-they seem too... Infinite... F-for anyone to know.  C-couldn't count if I tried."  There's a wonder in the infinite, in the measureless, that allows for continued growth.

"… W-would you t-tell me one of them?" She inquired suddenly, blinking owlishly.  "O-one of the stories?  I-I don't mind... Y-you know, i-if it's sad."  Even sad stories brought a sense of peace sometimes.  If even the stars wept, nobody was ever alone in their pain, not truly.

— T͏O̴G͠ETH͏ER̕ ÁT̴ ̸T̕H̶E ST͏ART̶ O͏F̀ ̵TI̡M͏E —