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I had a dream today...well a vision. It made me happy and hopeful. I saw a little girl with long grey hair and ember eyes that sparkled brightly in the sun. She was the most adorable girl I've ever seen. She wore the biggest smile as her laughter rang through the air. I couldn't help but smile hearing her laughter. She looked just like mother as she ran through a meadow of orange calliopes.

I can't explain it, but she looks so familiar. Something about her even feels familiar. Like I know her. I feel connected to her in someway.

It's weird, but I feel protective of this child. I don't want anything to happen to her. I just want her to keep that smile for eternity. I don't know what this means or why I had this vision, but I cherish it since everything has been so gloomy lately.

Her smile has brought light back into my life and I'm thankful for that. I just wish I could meet her.

C. Persimmon

...

I have been seeing that little girl lately in my visions, but it's changed drastically. She doesn't smile anymore. Her ember eyes have grown dull and hollow. A frown is always plastered on her face and her words sound empty. Instead of the beautiful orange flowers that once surrounded her, it's blazing orange flames and maroon blood that pools at her feet.

It's a striking and alarming sight to see the once happy little girl with blood on her hands. The flames reflected in her eyes gave a sense of danger and caution. Yet I sense something more than that. The forbodding suffering and pain.

It was like this little girl had gave up on crying out for help. Something no one else can hear and yet I could hear it so clearly. Her silent scream and pleas. I can hear it.

I want to hold her and offer her reassurance. I want to let her know that I'm here for her. But, I can't. This is just a vision. A depressing vision.

Everything has fell to darkness. The pain in her voice makes my throat thick. It's like I'm suffocating in her agony.

It scares me. I keep asking her what happened, but she never responds. Instead I'm left with deafening silence. I just want to see her smile. Please, smile.

I wonder what happened to her. What made her smile fade? Can I stop it before it's too late?

C. Persimmon

...

"You're up late. I thought you would be passed out drunk like your subbordinates." A voice said causing the woman to slightly jump, having been so entranced in the journal.

The woman looked up from the book spotting Levi glancing over her shoulder. Calliope exhaled, calming herself.

"Since when have I ever passed out drunk? Those two just don't know moderation." Calliope said rolling her eyes.

Levi raised an eyebrow at the woman in skepticism before his eyes glanced at the teacup, "You don't strike me as someone who knows moderation either, Tea Fiend." Levi commented causing Calliope to scoff.

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