Closed Heart
“Wait here, I will put these back,” Briar said, holding the stack of books in his arms as he went off to return them back from where they got them. Micah nodded and watching the aqua colour move with Briar, leaving a trail wherever he moved to, observing every movement of his body, swaying slightly with every step he takes. They are definitely in some kind of trouble now. He thought, walking to the entranceway of the cave, listening to the faint voices in the distance. Honestly, I think they still believe that I am able to tell the difference of anything or that I am partially deaf for them to be this careless around me. I can still hear their voices in the distance, I am even able to tell what they are talking to each other about. It really is something slightly annoying for me bu
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