Endless amounts of searching stretched on and on, Esper ran down rock patched pathways, until finally--
Tick tick, tick tick
"--"
Esper spun around, catching Eg by the arm, they squeaked, attempting to escape.
Esper simply pulled them into a tight hug. "Don't ever leave again."
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Eg gave up and hugged back.....maybe...,just maybe, .. things might be okay.
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Ticks,Tocks,Time ,and clocks
Macera"...Time and Clocks do not chime in rhyme..." "..you're only protecting them from yourself.." "...time isn't a tool, it's the moments that you care for..."
