♚ ~ ♢ ♤ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▬▬ Lucas ▬▬ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ♡ ♧ ~ ♛
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Lucas sat undisturbed, his legs hovering over the drop beside the waterfall. Closing his eyes he fell back so as to lie on the rocky ground - this was so nice, the silence of it all was a blessing to his ears. He didn't care why they were here or where "here" was; so long as he could be away from his father for a while things were going to be okay. He knew he was going to miss some of the people in Tazmily - heck, he already missed Nana - but taking a break from people altogether was so relaxing.
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▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪Strike a match and I'll burn you to the ground ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪
▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪So dance alone to the beat of your heart ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪
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