𝐒𝐮𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐝𝐞- a nostalgic longing to be near again to something or someone that is distant or that has been loved then lost. "The love that remains."
a love between a hopeless girl and a hopeless boy.
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"Where are we going, Xiera? And why the hell did you make me bring glass." Dextor sighed as he followed me into the woods.
I have a theory about that pond. That pond that I almost drowned in. The same pond that I fell unconscious in. And the same pond that healed my burnt bruises right away. It's unusual, and I had to tell someone. So I dragged Dextor, Gally, and Frypan.
"I have food to cook, woman...I don't have all day. If you told anyone other than us about your 'theories', they would've suggested banishing you. You're insane." Fry added.
I told them about how I got burned again but healed after a few hours. Which is weird. They didn't deny it, so I'm guessing they believed me.
I told them because I knew I could trust those three. They probably won't go around telling people I'm crazy. I told them I was heading there today, and they all insisted on coming.
Dextor was just concerned. Frypan is in it for gossip and drama, and well, Gally is just here for whatever reason. Maybe he's curious or 'he doesn't want anything dangerous happening'
"Okay, so how long does it take to get there? My legs are getting sore, " Gally whined.
"Oh, stop being a baby. I'm the one who should complain. " Frypan rolled his eyes. Oh, he's one sassy cook.
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"This is it?" Gally grimaced. "This looks like anything but magical. What the shuck."
"Oh, don't be dramatic." Frypan... took another look at it before frowning as well. "Okay, never mind, Gally is right. This looks like a pond that haunts people." He added.
"I agree." Dextor cringed at the sight. "So what are we supposed to do here? Do you want to go swimming? Cause I did not wear any swimsuits."
"No, you dumbasses. I want to try the theory. I want to burn myself. I want you guys to see how it reacts with my skin. The glass. It turns into this liquid, and my skin turns red from irritation." Shivers ran down my spine. "Almost as if it's toxic for my flesh." I sighed. "And then a black residue appears after the contact."
All of them stayed silent they were mostly flabbergasted and concerned. They all sat down on the floor in a circle. Dextor placed the glass I asked him to bring in between the circles. Gally brought his handy hammer just because. And frypan placed a Frypan...
Yes, a frypan. He wanted to test if he could cook eggs out in the sun.
He cracked the two eggs in the pan and placed them right under the sun.
