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ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ⚘─┈ Yes, yes you are. And I'm thankful for that, Father. Really thankfull. I just can't imagine being without you and mom. What a nightmare!
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The goddess smiles, standing her hand and only waiting for her to accept it so the mist covers them, and in a blink of eyes, they disappear.
Macaria hopes that Cassandra doesn't mind that they're going to Elysium.
Oh well... Macaria doesn't know how to help... Family is a funny thing. Does she like flowers? Does she want to see her garden? Macaria really wants to show her now.
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ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ⚘─┈ She smiles, thinking about how her brother is somehow so cute.
ㅤㅤ “ A favor ? ” she wonders, tilting her head. “ Of course, please tell me. ”
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ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ⚘─┈ It was rare that someone calls her name, so often that if someone whispers she would know even before they finish the prayer.
ㅤㅤShe shows up, with a soft smile, blinking her eyes and looking at her brother — half brother, some would +
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