Echo (
screwthatnoise) wrote2013-07-29 04:16 pm
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♥ v2
A cold, delicate hand grabs yours and pulls. It pulls, and it pulls... there's a sense of urgency in this icy grasp, as well as a trace of reluctance. Abruptly the hand let's go, right as your vision fades to black, and for a brief moment, only a brief moment, your senses disappear. There's only the eerie sensation of weightlessness before your feet are settled back on solid ground again.
(please join #echolife! ♪)
(please join #echolife! ♪)
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There's a tall, red candle in the corner of the room.
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[ brings him on over to the candle ]
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Janta leans in and brushes its cheek against the candle. In the following instant it is lit with a strong, but small, flame.
"The warmth of our friendship has lit the candle...!"
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Thank you very much for your effort, Janta-kun.
[ time to brave the hallway now!]
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