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{ Mind ye, fair gentlemen, for ladies never start fights ---- ;
; ---- but are made to
F I N I S H them. }
; ---- but are made to
F I N I S H them. }
Eden pulled Gratia’s face to view by her chin gently, and met her eyes sharply, a small, warm smile on her lips.
“Look at me when I’m talking to you, Apprentice; I want to know what you’re feeling. Tell me about the one…
“Then she’s not a true friend. A true friend never forgets you. Hell; I’ll never forgot you. You’re smaller than anyone I’ve seen, and you actually cared about me. I don’t forget anyone who cares for me.” Eden hugged her tighter, knowing the exact feelings. Being alone was the most vivid; living two years out on the streets alone. Hungry, begging and unloved. Eden clenched her jaw to hold back her own tears.
“I hope you know being small is a good thing.” She added jokingly, trying hard not to cry.
fun-sized-not-short reblogged this from inviato-blog and added: “Si, but I’m here now, and it isn’t so lonely of a world, is it?” Her smile didn’t break. “You can build a latter out of...
inviato-blog reblogged this from fun-sized-not-short and added: “Yet, some of us still feel alone in this hellhole of a world, Gratia.” Eden spoke with a sadness in her voice, showing...