He gazed at me with glassy eyes, reaching out to me as though he belived that if he touched me too quickly I'd disappear. "Is it really you?" he whispered in awe as his fingers brushed my rosey cheek. Suddenly his arms were around me my head tucked perfectly beneath his chin and into his chest, sparks flying between us like our own persoanl firework show. "I knew we'd find you, i knew you'd come back" he whispered to himself. I put my hands to his chest and gave a firm push, "May Seventeenth 2009, seven pm, age 14." I said coldly leading my pack past him and into the palace, and just before the doors shut behind us i heard him whisper quietly "What happened on May Seventeeth?"
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