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Post by Amara Genyses on Jun 16, 2007 16:05:48 GMT -5
Amara sighed. "Yes...you're right." She said. Her hair fluttered in the wind, as did her light clothing. She felt the chill of the wind, yet she did not get cold. She smiled up at him. "Thank you for caring for me, Ryder. You keep me safe."
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Post by Ryder on Jun 17, 2007 23:34:31 GMT -5
Ryder nodded with a full smile on his face, the dark spots under his eyes fully visible now that the night was fleeing away. As his body did not allow him a fukk nights rest, ever. But he only kept that visual to Amaras gaze for a quick moment before turning his beaming face toward the gate of the Cemetary. The soft dirt that had begun to grow deep green grass from lack of use covered most of the noise from his feet, leaving behind the mere transition of his weight and the shuffle of grass being pushed down.
Ryder stopped at the gate and looked down the street, checking to make sure there would be no hold ups in the journey back to the haven he had kept open for Amara. Which he slept there during the morning hours, then once noon came he would go and eat, sustain himself and return by twilight, in order to greet her into the night.
"It is all clear..."
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