( just the one, she says. would she enjoy it less if it were not in concert with others? hard to say. the thrum of indistinguishable, sourceless voices has become the backdrop of the graveyard she used to maintain. not a home by any measure, more a haunt than anything. but, familiar enough to not be quite so unsettling. )
I see.
( when recognition flits through her new companion's countenance, she does wonder which of them struck a note. it hadn't been either one of their voices, that much her ears can at least pick out. another's, then. someone she knows. she's only a little disappointed not to have sampled a whisper of her own. )
damn what a coincidence thats also how i want yuki
I see.
( when recognition flits through her new companion's countenance, she does wonder which of them struck a note. it hadn't been either one of their voices, that much her ears can at least pick out. another's, then. someone she knows. she's only a little disappointed not to have sampled a whisper of her own. )
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