Date: 2022-09-03 11:16 pm (UTC)
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As the memory fades out, though, there is the sense of something like--hope? Something fleeting, but something fonder, the image of the same woman standing next to the same man(?) (he's not exactly human-shaped), laughing under a bright blue sky.

And then it's just a flower in his hands.
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