They say your eyes are a window to your soul and your name a window to your destiny. I've had many names and only one life. There was I point I was not a narrator stuck telling stories. I was remembered, I played a part in the direction of the story, though then to me it was my life and not a mere story. Now it feels like a mere story, a wonderful but pointless thing.
But that is not the point I want to make. I have just realized that souls can be reborn as exact whole copies of the predecessor. So there is a chance Clare and Sally's story will continue. I need to find those with the eyes like theirs and the exact same name and boom I've got my chosen protagonists. The only ones who could remember me in the dreams.
Wish me luck.
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Sally and Clare
FantasyBest Friends possibly Forever. It was not that they were ignorant of fact that they were running out of time. They wanted to make the most of what they had and they would do forever if they could do forever. Just exploring a new idea. May drop it if...
