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06-11-2017, 03:42 PM
Canaan
Inside I'm snickering as the mud splatters the gathering. Of course I'd not intend to get them all dirty, but hey if they stand too close that's not my fault. I stop my thoughts and movement to scratch at an itch on my left shoulder, my good eye glancing at the rest of them. I still don't quite understand this Nora - Noah reveals her name - because she remains so quiet. Almost as if .. somehow she doesn't understand what's going on. It's a strange thing to find someone who would appear to be more clueless than I am. The Crazy One's words have intrigued me, but I hesitate to respond, still staring at Nora. The thoughts are slow as I consider how difficult it must be to communicate with everyone else, and I wonder how it is that Noah communicates with her. It's not wonder that they have been practically conjoined since arriving, they clearly have a strong attachment. What do I know of attachments? I glanced back at the Crazy One. She tries to insult me by calling me a dog, but why would I care. Instead my thoughts return to the statement that had intrigued me. "My Master." It was said in such a way that it didn't sound like a strange, questionably healthy relationship between lovers. No, it sounded.. more. I stepped up the bank closer toward her until I was only a few yards away. My brow furrowed as I looked her up and down. Petite, feminine. Only the strange marking upon her face that makes her any different from a cloud or dove in the sky. Who is this Master? screams of the innocent |
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