

The AssociationA slight breeze swept the commons. Millions had gathered to pay their respects. A number of foreign leaders stood next to the giant slab of black marble. Behind each dignitary was a flora arrangement that would rival even the most valuable of diamonds. The first leader had his guards pick up the beautiful wreath of cala lilies and approach the memorial. To the west , perched on one of the many stoneworks, was a woman. Long blonde hair glistened in the breeze. To her right, perched on a similar structure, was a man. A long scarlet tie swayed in the breeze. Black leather encased the womans tall frame. ShThe Association
It has been a long time.
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♪♫...Among the broken mirrors
I don't look the same
I'm rusted from the rain...♪ ♫ ♪ ♫~
i haven't talked to you in forever lol.
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hiii
How are you?
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♪♫...Among the broken mirrors
I don't look the same
I'm rusted from the rain...♪ ♫ ♪ ♫~
how are you?
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hiii
So....caw.
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♪♫...Among the broken mirrors
I don't look the same
I'm rusted from the rain...♪ ♫ ♪ ♫~
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