Strange Sightings

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It was a week prior to the day everyone reunited once again, everyone happy and content with the lives they lived! Some new lumalights that were new to the world came across their small town, and helped expand! Now there were lumalights like Frost and Woody! Frost was a great addition to the group when the weather got more hot, so she helped to cool everyone down. Frost always had particles of snow fall from above her head from a little cloud wherever she went. Woody did a great job in making frames of houses and buildings by making branches and twigs form what he desires. Copper was always thankful to have new members of their family!

Sadly, his memory of Aqua never truly faded from his brain. It was a big burden to hold on his shoulders, something he wouldn't let go of. No one could blame him, they would all feel responsible for their loved one's death. Copper wasn't entirely sure if Aqua was still alive. Even if she was, will they be able to see each other again? The chances were slim, Copper nearly gave up on the possibility. But before Copper permanently gave up, he saw a faint light fade behind a tree, his head confused what he saw until it was gone. Copper went to investigate, checking the tree that concealed the figure. "What was that?" Copper asked himself, navigating his surroundings. There was no one in sight.

Was that someone else who was living around these parts? How could they have not stumbled upon the bigger town they had with all the extra lumalights walking around? It was one of the greatest questions Copper had stirring in his mind, boiling up until he couldn't handle it any longer. Further away, he saw the same bright figure walk away from him, leading him deeper into the woods, and far away from the town. "Copper! Where are you!?" he heard a well known voice shout his name. "Woody, I'm over here!" Copper shouted back, alerting Woddy of his location. Woody locked eyes onto the taller male.

"There you are! Why are you way out here?" Woody asked concerned, his head tilted to the side with his eyes slightly squinted. Copper didn't want to use the same excuse he's been using for the whole week, but it was the truthful one. "The white figure, I saw it again" Copper repeated, Woody rolling his eyes before groaning out of annoyance. "Copper, there's nothing out here, that's just your superstition!" Woody remarked, going back to the town with a huff. Copper was left there confused as to why he was out here at all if that's all he came to say. In brief seconds, Woody remembered the real reason he came to check on Copper.

"By the way, Grass would like to talk to you in his house!" Woody yelled, heading back home with logs held in both of his arms. Copper hummed in response, looking out to where he last saw the figure. Was it behind that tree? Or was it the further one from the left? These were the questions that ran through his head every single day. He followed the mysterious figure everyday until someone cut him off, and had to tell him something that was not of importance to him anymore. It all didn't matter to him. Copper returned home anyway, and went to greet Grass and Flora in their house.

"Come in!" Grass indicated from inside his home, Copper turning the knob to the door, and opening it wide open to see the interior of Grass' house. As he made his way in, he looked down to see the carpet that read 'Shoes off, please'. Copper did as instructed, and took off his shoes at the carpet, walking in to the Living room where Grass and Flora were sitting on their rug. "Come, sit down!" Flora smiled kindly, Copper sitting down to see a cup of tea in front of him. He assumed it was from the herbs they grew in their farm. One sip was all he needed to feel better, Grass beginning to strike up his conversation. 

"Copper, this is about those 'figures' you keep seeing in the woods" Grass began, Copper already understanding the reason for calling him all this way to his home. Flora was also a part of this interrogation, to help out Copper get over his suspicion of the woods. "This is a safe place, and it had been for a week, why do you feel unsafe in this area?" Grass questioned the still dazed lumalight, Flora slightly pinching Copper to waken him from all of his other senses. "Huh?" Copper replied, Grass groaning from irritation. "Why do you feel unsafe?" Grass repeated, Flora also wanting to know the reason.

"I don't feel unsafe, I feel weird" Copper remarked, Grass confused why would he say that. "Okay, but how do you feel weird?" Flora stated, Copper wondering how to word his scenario. There was only so much to go by since he only saw a white figure everyday, and nothing else. "I don't know how to explain it, I just do" Copper sighed, slouching on the floor while the couple looked at one another with concern. Flora spoke up for Grass, wanting to get across a point. "Copper, you've been acting like this ever since you left the tunnels, are you sure it's just feeling weird?" Flora implied, the copper lumalight not responding in anyway.

There was the answer that Flora and Grass received, the thing that started it was when they left the tunnels. Both Flora and Grass found out that Copper still hasn't let go of the fact that Aqua could potentially be dead for good. They never knew if she was dead, but they also didn't know if she was still alive. The chances of Aqua still being alive as well as Bolt were small to none. "You could go home now, sorry for bothering you" Grass yawned, Copper getting up from the floor, and washing his own dish in their sink, wishing them a goodnight before heading home. 

As he reached his front door, he twisted the doorknob, opening it slightly before hearing a voice from behind him that called his name. He turned around expecting someone he knew, but there was no one there. It didn't ring a bell who's voice that could be, so he was even more peculiar. Where was the voice coming from? Was it the white figure he kept seeing throughout the whole week? No, it couldn't possibly be, Copper was already confronted by Grass and Flora about his weird habit, and walking out the town all alone. He would just have to wait the next day to investigate where the voice was coming from.

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