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Thou foster-child of silence and slow time.
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i am sooo sorry for the wait.
Endymion's eyebrows rose, confusion setting in. The dark female knew him, though he couldn't place her. The familiarity still burned around her face until she spoke her name. Brow rising even further upward, a smile of surprise replaced his confused pout. Yet another member of his past, appearing out of nowhere. This time he was pleased, and delighted; how long had it been since he had seen his childhood friend?
"Remedy!" he exclaimed breathlessly, beaming. "How are you? Where have you been?" Endymion had several more questions he wanted to pelt her with, but he didn't want to overwhelm her. Her sudden appearance had made a rather lethargic day magical.
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