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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, Jan 17, 2015
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Moon was sweeping the floor again. The mansion gets dirty faster than usual houses. She blames the wind and the location. It's been two days since the dancing at the mountain and in the moonlight happened. She tripped herself as she remember THAT scenario. "Agh!" Blood. She saw blood dripping from her skin as she got up from her stupidity. It was a long slit from her arm. Must be broken glass. She flinched when someone touched her waist. She looked back and red eyes caught her. "B-blake?" It was only now that he went home. She's oblivious with his business and she didn't care anyway. Blake helped her stand up with him holding her waist. When she's already in place, she took the broom and continued her unfinished business but in an unexplaineable circumstance, the cleaning utensil slipped off of her hands. "Your arm." Blake exclaimed from her back. "I can handle." He harshly held her arm, right where the slit is located. "m-my--" Her wound ached a thousand times wors
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