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sishi1331

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motto:Memories fade from the mind, not the heart..

status: meh~

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"you are who you are, so stand up and own it." ~me

Ch.? of R.I.P
i gasped for air as i plummeted from the cliff. it had been months since i'd felt the rush of air against my face and wings. but instead of stretching my wings and soaring high into the sky, far from this waist land, my body remained still. im to weak i realized with a cold rush of fear dumping into my veins. i cant fly.. i dont remember how.. with a sudden flash i traveled through time. back months ago to my first days of death, my first days as a reaper. i remember kenji on the rooftop. giving me my first lesson. his words echoed in my mind, so clear i could almost see his crooked smirk again.. "use your instincts".. and that was it. just like my first flight, my eyes and wings snapped open. and i shot up into the air, reaching the top of the cliff again in seconds. the look on Reese's face was all the energy i needed. Nariko stood on the edge of the cliff. looking rugged and pale. "Haze!" he yelled. his face was a mixture of shock and relief, but most of all, gratitude. i moved in a flash. grabbing Nariko before Reese or any of the others could react. with a smirk at Reese's increasingly red face, i took off.. heading North.

"I'm not like the Southern Reapers. I may be one, but I refuse to act like I am. I'm willing to do anything to find out why I have these wings, even if it means I have to fight through hell to do it" -haze

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