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Falling Feathers Chapter 11
Chapter Eleven: The First
Hace scratched his head and looked at Crovix sitting on the floor beside him, noticing she appeared extremely calm and centered and he felt like he could do the same. The class was very quiet, everyone wearing a relatively nice outfit and sitting on hard mats that covered the floor. Tsubaki stood in the middle of the room waiting for everyone to get situated before she began the lesson. Hace felt anxious and enthusiastic even though he had no idea what was about to happen, but perhaps this exaggerated his excitement.
He often thrived on the thought of upcoming events rather than fear it and looked forward to anything new, so this was like an adrenaline rush for him. When placed in a situation where he did not understand what was happening he became impulsive and afraid, and if he was confident in his abilities this only made him more proud, but it was in expectation of the new that he could be found in his best moods.
Hace smiled and strai
Falling Feathers Chapter 10
Chapter ten: The Charm
Crovix blinked hard and yawned while trying to focus on the blackboard a few rows in front of her, at which Tsubaki was jotting down some information that would definitely be important to the soul resonation in a few days, but she found that her mind could not stay in one place. It drifted unanchored through time, slowly chipping away at the clock until there were few more than thirty minutes left of class and she still hadn't copied anything down. Crovix rolled the pencil in her hands back and forth between her fingers as it clacked against the rings on her middle fingers, until she lost her grip on it and it slid from between her hands and onto the floor.
Crovix leaned down and picked it up, but had to stifle a gasp as she sat back up and found someone was sitting next to her.
"Hi," Hace smiled happily.
"W-what are you doing here?!" she whispered sternly.
"I came to see you," he replied, "And just for the record this class is really dry
Crown of ThornsShe wakes up with red staining her pillow
and the taste of blood like iron in her mouth
It stains her teeth and leaks from her lips, and as she
rinses her mouth out, she can’t help thinking that
it’s better than dirt and ashes
it feels like she’s wearing a noose
of broken promises and shattered glass
that tightens around her throat with every day that passes
She nails a smile to her face
and doesn't let herself think the word dying
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