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[center][sub]The Crow's Nest   ·   Early Morning[/sub]
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[color=bca346]"Wwww-."[/color] Akaia began weakly. Although her face was hard to see, what with the way she kept her head down and continued to stare at the pot in her hands, her body wincing as if it were in pain was sign enough that she was struggling to capture a thought. There were just too many emptions fighting for space in her chest and while a part of her wanted to sit down and sort through them, another part of her was reaching for something, anything to distract. She knew it wouldn't help to dwell. She'd fallen into that trap too many times before and every time it'd leave her more hurt than healed. She knew moving on and moving forward was the best way to handle loss... and yet...

[color=bca346]"Wwwhy. W-we going there."[/color]

She'd forced the fragmented question out of her before the doubt sinking into the back of her mind took hold of her and threw her into some darker place she didn't want to be.
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