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dead Emiya, do not eat ([personal profile] steelmyself) wrote2016-01-03 06:22 pm
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who stole your heart and the key?

In the dark, you taste something sweet and tart on your tongue, almost like apple but not quite: pomegranate juice, out of nowhere. A hint of something metallic accompanies it.

You fall down.

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Re: THE FIELD

[personal profile] autorejoin 2016-01-07 09:18 am (UTC)(link)
Oh, I like swords.

[ He takes the sword from her. ]

Well, I might as well keep going! Good luck with the swords there.

[ And then he continues walking. ]