my heart is as cold as the clouds of your breath

[Ryan de le Poer]

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They don't tell you what to say
when your whole life has gone to hell.

She was surprised, to say the least, at the accent that accompanied the words. It wasn’t like anything Ryan had heard before and, instantly, she love it. "Good morning," she responded, a light smile finding her features now. Somehow, she seemed easily put at ease next to this stranger. Maybe it was because she knew who Ryan was? Or so it seemed..? "I'm Ryan." Her brows twisted, confused. "Do… I know you?" But then the other girl introduced herself and things made a bit more sense. Not that she understood any better who she was, but the fact that they were related somehow explained why this girl was asking for her.

"Maserti, huh? Who.. do you belong to?" She knew of Corona, and Gabriel, and had even met Ahren. But she hadn’t seen this girl nor heard her name before. And now that they were standing closer to one another, she could tell that there was no strong scent of Inferni.

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