Ankyra Sound There are times that walk from you like some passing afternoon
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No, no, no, she was going to find out, she was going to hate him. That same wild-eyed frenzy that sent him out of the grotto to confront her shadow was beginning to boil over in his chest, constricting his heart and lungs with cold panic. The uneasiness that rippled out from Raleska, too, sent icy spears of dread through his heart. She would never understand. How could she understand? She saw him only as a Dragedan and she would not listen to any explanation about why their mother was dead with him on scene...

You can't, he choked, unable to hold back the tears that cascaded down his cheeks as his voice rose into a roar, BE HERE! Let her believe he harboured some Dragedan army down in the depths of the grotto. Let her believe he was the enemy she wanted him to be. Let her never know all the regret he carried in his heart for his choices in life. As long as she didn't find out what he'd done...

"CATCH!"

...he could not live with another relative despising him.
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RE: There are times that walk from you like some passing afternoon - by Ephraim - January 07, 2020, 09:18 PM