The scars of the [p]ast
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OOC: OMG, Soory for the wait. It's up and running now.



Flayra sat on the hard, but old wooden floor of the cabin that was surrounding her. In a certain room, she just sat there, holding what looked like a pendant of some kind. A well crafted pendant that had a well crafted metal, colored decorated Tiger Lily pendant. Something that was of her mothers. Though the girl was one month at the time, she could still remember that her mother always wore this pendant. It was a gift from her father to her mother she remembers. After time left it on the ground, it did not even rust away.



Flayra held on to it, placing her forehead on her closed hand that held the piece of jewelry. She then thought back to when she was young. Her mother showed her pendant from time to time. She said that one day, she would be given the pendant as a gift. Flayra's right eye then began to form a droplet of water, which slowly ran down her cheek. She only found out, on this day, at this time, this pendant was the only left of her mother. She didn't want this to be an old dusty relic without a purpose.


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