some words to aid in the decay

[Laruku Tears]

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He didn't recognize her, really, didn't even have annoying wisps of some long ago image that echoed with familiarity in the back of his mind. There was too big of a chasm between his subconsciousness and his consciousness, and it was a space that he had come to accept. If he didn't have to dig around back there, then he wouldn't. If he knew this girl, or if she knew him, then it would come to light soon enough. There was no point in really dwelling on any oddities in her behavior or stance towards him. At the very least, she didn't look particularly afraid, so he didn't think she was anyone that he had inadverdantly harmed in the past.



Laruku Tears, he answered simply, no longer really preoccupied with hiding his namesake. Standing outside now, he could smell Cercelee's pack on her, but he had never been that good with picking out lineage from scent alone, and there was still a lot of dust in the air.

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