Intrepid
“I’m exhausted. I'm boiling.” I muttered, leaning over her shoulder. She massaged my cheek and stroked my hair. The sun had polished, letting us shimmer in the shade of the pine tree. Its leaves have pranced as the dust tapped our faces. We’re just resting, making time to pass. Observing how people roam around the city, it made me to think about what we will do if we capture the one controlling the dead. A yawn went out from her mouth and she rubbed her neck. Tiredness embraced her to sleep, but she’s fighting her heavy eyes to close. “When you’re tired, just remember the reason why you need to take a step. No matter what will happen, always take the side you know that is right. Let me see... Are you thinking about him?” Loshiana nibbled her nail. I moved my head to approve. “He’s still
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