It's night and it's raining heavily.
Theodore knelt on the ground, the cold and biting rain hitting him hard.
"Then did he admit that he was wrong?" Ms. Thalia rubbed her newly made nails yesterday and said calmly.
Theodore's soul floats in the air.
Damn it! I've been kneeling for a year before you even remembered me!
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Warning, this article contains: OOC, running accounts, first person, ultimate magic modification
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