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          her jet black orbs fixated on the tarot cards on her hands. long, cascading silk-like stygian locks swayed along with the soft evening breeze. ivory skin as a porcelain doll and face outlined in a soft round, oval structure. blaise blinked her eyes upon picking a card for herselfn and stared at the sky with great compassion.
          
          the witch was utterly amazed on how simple yet beautiful the sky looked, it seemed to grasped into every dream, thoughts and the secrets she had wished to kept. a smile crossed softly upon her rosy lips. "a reversed moon. the cards never lie." blaise giggled, wondering what will happened soon. 
          
          her smile vanished in an instant as anxiety crept onto her deity-like face, she bit her lower lip as a person came into her range of sight, huffing a few air. she tilted her head slightly, waving her hand as a smile rose onto her lips, "hello there!" she greeted gleefully. "do you want a free reading?" she giggled.

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          Cassidy just woke up from her quick slumber. It's already dark when she woke up in a bench located at a park. She looked at the crescent shaped moon, her eyes glistened from the light. "It's time to go" she thought.
          
          Her eyes wondered at her surroundings looking at the people doing their own businesses, but one thing catched her attention. It's a shiny necklace with cute little star, she stood up and walk towards it. She stared at it for a while contemplating if she would pick it up and find its owner, or just leave it there until the owner shows up.
          
          "I should go and ask them if this is their necklace right?" She asked herself. She sighed as she picked it up. As she stood up someone talked from her behind.
          
          "I think that's mine" a stranger said.

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- starter
          
          nanipa.

Payapang naglakad-lakad si Wolfe sa siyudad ng Zarcerein. Seryoso ang kaniyang mukha habang pinagmamasdan ang buong lugar na para bang nalulunod sa malalim na pag-iisip.
          Pinili niyang pumaroon sa gubat. Ngunit nahinto siya nang maaninag ang isang lalaking nakaupo sa ilalim ng lilim ng isang puno at tila natutulog. 
          
          "Hindi naman siguro masama ang makipagkaibigan?" bulong niya sa kaniyang sarili kaya nilapitan niya ito at nagwika,  "Mukhang masarap ang pahinga mo."

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          nag lalakad si runa sa streets at nakita ka niya. nilapitan ito at sinabi "isang tanong isang sagot with runa abunda!" saad nang dalaga. "kapag yung buntis ba pinicturan, makukunan?" 

nakita ka niya at biglang lumapit sayo. “kung ikaw ay magiging isang hayop, ano ka?!” tanong ni kofi nang nakangiti at pawang nakasigaw. “dali! may time limit 'to. kailangan mo makasagot before magstop ang 15 seconds!” 

STARTER: — CHIYA
          
          hiding in a bush, chiya tried to lower the sound of her snickers and chuckles. covering her mouth, she decided to grab her mask and wear it. she was there to prank some random zeravean passing by. chiya had always been a rebel and a pure ball of mischief, that’s her way of expressing her true feelings.
          
          she looked around and finally saw her new target who was about to pass by. she patiently waited for you to come near the bush. finally seeing the oppurtunity, chiya jumped out wearing her scary mask with matching red over-alls.
          
          “boo!!!” she yelled then laughed at the look of your face. “i’m sorry? did i scare you?” she managed to genuinely ask in between her laughs.

Series of incoherent words slipped from Bullet's thin lips, he lethargically opened his eyes under the sunbeams sifting through the foliages. The blue haired gent positioned his back upon the integument of the tree dorsal to get a better panorama of the surroundings. He squinted his eyes, confusion etched onto his softly chiseled face for a few seconds.
          
          Bullet stood up yet he almost fall forward, knuckles white against knees —eyes wide-blown, painted with surprise. The morning breeze seemed to strike across him to and fro as if intriguing him for a dance. He stood there, frozen at his spot; mouth agape and the whispers of the leaves mingle between placid breeze. 
          
          Perhaps, a drop of the once thick fog of the mornings had cascaded down onto one of the few murmurings leaves and had descended onto Bullet's cheeks. The teeny-bit sensation of morning dew awakened the lost senses of the vexed lad, he plopped down the grass and contemplated the scenario before him and yesterday.
          
          "The bird has flown," Nonchalance grasps onto his visuals, along with a soft tilted smile. "yet it had gotten its fingers burned." With fingers against the necklace presented to him yesterday, he shook his head in some performance of disbelief. "The old wives' tale should've come into light before the sands ran out." Bullet tch-ed, tugging the necklace down and hid it inside his pockets.
          
          Unexpectedly, a presence akin to gravity seemed to have arrived before him. Bullet filled his lungs with the morning breeze and straightened up. He composed himself, and smiled softly. "For another to knock about this place, must you be, perhaps, lost as I am?"