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[sub][color=bc8dbf][b]Frixion Prime — Outskirts — Canal Sector Twelve[/b][/color]
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[/row][/table][i][color=bc8dbf]"...You said that...we'd stick together..."

"But...you abandoned me...back then..."

"And you've...abandoned me...now, too...huh...?"[/color][/i]

 
Mary stared forlornly up at the clouds. The same sky where she had stood and watched, while her с̶̨̛͡е͢͟͜͞с̸̡́̀т̢́́■͏͜҉а͏̴͘͠?̵̵ slowly float away from her, like a balloon that she had let go and couldn't get back.

What happened to balloons, when you lost them in the sky? Did they float out into space? Waaaay into space? Super far away into space where you had to chase after them through all the stars and suns?

Probably.

 
[color=bc8dbf]"Dingy death factory...?"[/color] The little girl was noticeably forlorn, her mind wandering elsewhere and her ears not listening, perking up at least enough to pay attention to the phrase. [color=bc8dbf]"Yeah..."[/color] Her brain was scattered, and there were a lot of things that she didn't understand. But she at least understood a few feelings. [color=bc8dbf]"...I...lost something here."[/color] She said seemingly unprompted. [color=bc8dbf]"Someone I...loved? I think? I feel like she's like that..."[/color] Trying the best she could to vocalize her inner thoughts, she shifted uncomfortably next to Ayem. [color=bc8dbf]"But...even though that's true...every time I see her, she dies, and my arms keep stabbing her. It happened over and over and over. And then she just...floated away, like it was nothing..."[/color]

...Jealousy? Envy? Was that it?

[color=bc8dbf]"I wanna float away, too. It's not that I don't love Papa, I really do. But I wanna be able to just float away and go places and do things, like [i]she[/i] can...like she's doing right now."[/color] The girl frowned, with no proper measure to know how well she was articulating herself at all. [color=bc8dbf]"But, I'm too little, I guess. But if I'll always be too little anyway, why does it matter...?"[/color]