The Tangle when the rain comes down, all the worms come up to breathe
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The shroud that surrounded Thuringwethil simply refused to abate, no matter how hard Indie poked and prodded at it. Indie felt her heart quicken as Thuringwethil, yet again, denied the opportunity to speak about herself. The challenge intrigued the starlet rather than repelled her and she wondered briefly if this dark stranger felt the same as she: confounded in the face of someone vastly different than themselves. It was not all for naught, however; Indie did recognize that her cohort chose to stay instead of turning and leaving as before. At this, Indie’s lips pulled up into a smile and she bobbed her head. It's alright, Indie could speak enough for the two of them — perhaps Thuringwethil even wanted it that way. Well, if you didn’t know,” the inky woman responded in jest. I have quite a story.”  Indie cocked an eyebrow and dramatically turned her head to the side — but her golden gaze never left Thur’s.

“Would you like to hear?”
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RE: when the rain comes down, all the worms come up to breathe - by Indie - March 11, 2017, 08:10 PM