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Michelle, Where's your sense of adventure?
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Jan 02, 2012 06:10PM

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Addie sighed to herself and decided to sit down on the ground, staring at what used to be her house.
Chris stooped down and froze when his hands curled on something that wasn't wood. Slowly, he pulled a skull out of the ash.
"I never said that," he said and ran his fingers across the teeth. He paused when his thumb snagged against a chip in one of them. He stared at it and then dropped the skull. He stood up and took several steps back. "That's me," he breathed.
He tried to form words but nothing came out of his mouth. He ran his hands through his hair and sighed shakily.
"Yeah," he said, sitting down next to her. He took her hand in both of his hand squeezed it tightly.
Addie leaned against him a little, looking at the burned remains of everything, a little faraway look in her eyes as she remembered. "I found you a few minutes before you died," she murmured. "I don't really believe in burying people, so that was your funeral. The last bit of magic I ever did."
"Someone attacked you. I don't know who it was or why they were mad at you. There was a lot of blood," she said quietly.
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