You relax, letting out the tension in your shoulders you didn’t know you had. You were scared being from another existence, especially one where Sburb wasn’t over, would drive her off.
that really helps. you don’t know how hard it can be without all your friends.
You stop and think for a moment.
well, actually, i think you might.
Finally pulling out of the hug, you put a hand at the back of your neck, embarrassed you let out that much emotion.
anyway, if you want a piano, i really could alchemize one for for you. i literally have tons of grist and nothing to do with it all. well, i would have tons if grist actually weighed anything.
Mm-hm. For the first three months after losing my sight, I couldn’t communicate with any of the three of you. That was one of the loneliest times of my life.
You shake your head quickly, trying to get that thought out of your head.
But that time’s over.
In any case, I don’t think I can actually fit one in my room, unfortunately. It couldn’t hurt to have one at home, though. I think I’d like that.
(Source : orphiste-blog)
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