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<blockquote data-quote="Manbearcat" data-source="post: 6800243" data-attributes="member: 6696971">&quot;Girl...open your eyes.&quot;&nbsp; The voice is the unfeeling cold of the ocean's depths as the howl of the frozen night pours through the open door.&nbsp; &quot;We are not here to hurt you.&quot;The last thing the girl saw before she clenched her eyes shut and began wishing this moment away was the final ebb of life in her mother's own eyes.&nbsp; Summer brought no relent from winter's joyless grasp.&nbsp; The woman that bore her into this world had tried to hide the truth from her daughter that she was dying from Lung Fever.&nbsp; A selfless gesture of a mother's love but ultimately futile in finding its mark.&nbsp; They buried her brother from the same affliction two weeks ago. Her mother was in the final stages and death would soon follow.&nbsp; The girl knew well enough.That softened the blow not at all.&nbsp; The snow white elf's mere touch froze the life from her before a last exchange of love and comfort could be fulfilled.Despite her terror, she feels angry, aching eyelids peeling back of their own volition, revealing the perfectly blue orbs hidden beneath.Pale indigo lips merge into a small, satisfied smirk.&nbsp; &quot;We have one.&quot;His marrow-numbing hand on her bare skin claims the girl's consciousness. [HR][/HR]I'll frame you both into your opening scenes tomorrow.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Manbearcat, post: 6800243, member: 6696971"] "Girl...open your eyes." The voice is the unfeeling cold of the ocean's depths as the howl of the frozen night pours through the open door. "We are not here to hurt you." The last thing the girl saw before she clenched her eyes shut and began wishing this moment away was the final ebb of life in her mother's own eyes. Summer brought no relent from winter's joyless grasp. The woman that bore her into this world had tried to hide the truth from her daughter that she was dying from Lung Fever. A selfless gesture of a mother's love but ultimately futile in finding its mark. They buried her brother from the same affliction two weeks ago. Her mother was in the final stages and death would soon follow. The girl knew well enough. That softened the blow not at all. The snow white elf's mere touch froze the life from her before a last exchange of love and comfort could be fulfilled. Despite her terror, she feels angry, aching eyelids peeling back of their own volition, revealing the perfectly blue orbs hidden beneath. Pale indigo lips merge into a small, satisfied smirk. "We have one." His marrow-numbing hand on her bare skin claims the girl's consciousness. [HR][/HR] I'll frame you both into your opening scenes tomorrow. [/QUOTE]

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