12-10-2020, 09:48 PM
I'm blinded by the lights.
No, I can't sleep until I feel your touch.
The smile grew as she stepped closer. He sat down, watching her as she sat down near him. Instinctively, he pulled the fur and paper closer. The smile faltered. "I.. well.. I can't be at the camp right now. It's too familiar to my old home, and..." He hesitated and looked at the paper. The letter. Tempa gently sighed. "My old home's gone."
"Speech."
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" THEY NEVER HAD IT LIKE ME, LIKE ME / THEY NEVER REALLY LIKED ME, LIKED ME! " ————————————————— ˊˎ˗