Each shade of blue is kept in our eyes

[Tayui Aston]

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[/html]She was somewhat surprised that of what she said, he picked up on that. She shook her head and pushed herself not to get stuck on that thought. It was horrible, but she'd grown so calloused to the workings of Salsola that the grief she'd felt when Vesper first told her felt cold and distant. But seeing Anatole question it brought back a rush of emotions. She took a deep breath in an attempt to steady herself and not fall down a pit of thought and guilt. She couldn't let it happen to her again.

"Yes," she replied. "I don't know what her name was," she added, when she tried to begin by saying that she had been killed. She'd wanted to say something like 'Jerra was killed' or 'They killed her,' but she didn't have a name. She was just some passive construction: worthless, faceless, nameless. It was sad.

"They killed her so that she couldn't be free. She died a slave to their whims." Her voice was thicker with emotion now, but it was hardened. She still wished that something good could have come out of her attack, but all she'd done was get an innocent killed. When she'd told Gabriel that she was willing to become a monster, she hadn't thought that it would be like this. Maybe that was why he had tried to warn her. [html]

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