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the return of eclipseclover smiles at corby "don't worry you're doing fine."
corby shyly smiles back "but still i wish i could be of more use around here."
that's when a steely cold aura entered the room, a mysterious woman
stood at the door
"clover, come with me. i'd like to speak to you."
clover shivers in fear "who are you, and how do you know me?"
the woman pulls down the hood of her cloak revealing her face
"i am you, from another life. come, i have much to say to you."
corby confronts her "why do you want to speak with my sister
and who are you saying you're her? you're nothing like her!"
she only gives a cold blank expression. "corby. stand aside,
you have not met me but i used to know you too. i'm here to speak to clover.
clover is now very curious at this stranger, seeing a glimpse of wisdom
and knowledge in her eyes. "okay, i'll go with you. but tell me, who are you?"
the stranger gives a small grin and whispers "i am eclipse sylph daugter of
riala the spirit master and shineko quartz the sp
perfect twome and you,
birds of a feather,
everyday i write a song,
and with you i belong,
i'll give you a lucky locket
i promise i'll keep mine in my pocket
and i have no doubt
that the luck will never run out
all i sing is true
i fell i love with you
who would have knew
we would be the perfect two.
highlightercan this day get any darker?
so i light it up with a highlighter marker
gather up my imagination
and head off to a surreal train station
where i see my imaginary friends
and the fun never ends
the depression haunts me again
so i take out my highlighter pen
and draw colors so bright
and i take flight
to a place no one else can see
where i can be free
i will use my highlighter marker
to be the maker
of my own little world
and as the colors swirled
i felt really calm
with my highlighter pen in my palm
and i will say again
when i'm down i will pull out my highlighter pen
and make everything bright
in a brand new light.
ReflectionsVal's pursuit led him to the foul beast's domain. The hollowed-out cavern reeked of blood and rancid meat. The dim light he had seen as he charged through the tunnel after the monster could now be identified: torches. Rows of mysteriously lit torches lined the walls of the huge cave. At its center was a substantially large labyrinth of mirrors.
He spotted the beast entering.
He spun his silver broadsword in his hand and hurried in behind it.
His garb was a simple blue and white crusader's leather with thick armored pads and reinforcing steel studs. Lightweight and flexible, but quite effective defense against blunt blows and – in a pinch – the slashing claws of the unholy spawn of the earth. All monster-hunters wore a similar variety in Val's experience. It would serve him well in these close quarters of the mirrored maze.
Right, left, forward, left, right he turned, always catching a glimpse of the beast's tail as he wove his way through the corridors. Every so often he sp
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