01-07-2021, 12:40 AM
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RIFTWEAVER
[W]iskerRIFTWEAVER
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Riftweaver blinked. That was his memory. One of his missing ones, anyway. The words rang a familiar bell within him, causing his eyes to narrow. Imposter. He thought to himself, his nose scrunched as his irritation grew. "How did you steal my memories?" The question wasn't accusatory, surprisingly, but rather confused. Maybe even a touch violated.
Riftweaver blinked. That was his memory. One of his missing ones, anyway. The words rang a familiar bell within him, causing his eyes to narrow. Imposter. He thought to himself, his nose scrunched as his irritation grew. "How did you steal my memories?" The question wasn't accusatory, surprisingly, but rather confused. Maybe even a touch violated.