02-08-2020, 05:09 PM
[div style="width: 500px; text-align: justify; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 9pt; line-height: 1.4;"]SALEM | As Keona began speaking, Salem continued to study his paws. Her voice, softer in volume like his own, kept him grounded, holding each word with rapt attention. Seeking an answer, he shifted the paws he examined, considering the recollection. How did she know it was time to go through the ceremony, if she had not even decided her division until reaching the summit?
When she finished, his dark gaze flickered, seeking her eyes out -- windows, with or without sight. Comforting too, for the unique and familiar colors. A deep breath escaped his jaws, a heavy sigh. "You just... Thought each one through... I..."
"You make it sound so simple," he whispered. Dejected -- he did not want to be, much less ungrateful for his friend's retelling but he felt no closer to the answer he sought. No closer to a decision he would feel confident in.
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When she finished, his dark gaze flickered, seeking her eyes out -- windows, with or without sight. Comforting too, for the unique and familiar colors. A deep breath escaped his jaws, a heavy sigh. "You just... Thought each one through... I..."
"You make it sound so simple," he whispered. Dejected -- he did not want to be, much less ungrateful for his friend's retelling but he felt no closer to the answer he sought. No closer to a decision he would feel confident in.
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[i]I see your true colors shining through[div style="font-size:8pt;line-height:.1.1;color:#000;font-family:arial;margin-bottom:5px;margin-top:-2px"]
[ salem | crewmate of the typhoon | information and tags] | penned by lamby [color=#5f354e]]
[ salem | crewmate of the typhoon | information and tags] | penned by lamby [color=#5f354e]]