| Shifting-Winds |
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| Joined: 14 Nov 2006 |
| Posts: 5 |
| Location: Anywhere my sanity isn't. |
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Cold.That's the only thought that could even be caught in a whisper from Yuki's lips.She was weak,and couldn't consentrate on any one thought.Then again,this was usual.She had almost always slept outside.
It was 5 days to Chrismas in Central,and everyone was buzzing with excitment.Stores being sold out of practially everything;toys, clothes,
food,etc.
Yuki's runestone flopped against her back slightly from the wind,sending her bodily tempurature down another degree.No one noticed this odd girl,almost like she was a memory past. |
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