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[mairon]

Dæmon
She sighed, "Likewise"
(Writers block )

[Furenzied]

"The same would go for what I'd rather forget." Tyrac said as they came uppon the river and Crag walked upstream. "I...sometime wish I we're like everybody else...I've been like this for over a century."

[mairon]

Dæmon
A string of hair blew over her face and she put it back over her pale ear. She kind of didnt answer. She sometimes had wondered how it would be like to live a normal life, but she had never really desired to live one.

[Furenzied]

"Hmmm...sometimes I just want to just pick a direction and just walk endlessly with Crag. Or just live underground with him." Tyrac sadly said.

[mairon]

Dæmon
"What's wrong with that?" She asked. Then the idea sparked. Maybe she had seen him somewhere in the world below. "Have you ever been to the world under it all?"

[Furenzied]

"Not that I recall...I just wander around open areas like this so we won't be bothered by hostile people." Tyrac explained. "Things just blend together after a while....if that makes sence."

[mairon]

"I guess..." She was running out of conversation. She was mostly lost in her own memories, trying to remember who this pair was. Maybe they had been friends at a time... or enemies... Whatever it was, it was nagging at the side of her head and she was simply trying to get rid of the feeling with all her might.

(So... where should they know each other from? Just tell me your best answer, Ill take anything right now XD )

[Furenzied]

(Maybe a city from years ago...I don't know.)

Tyrac sighed and looked at the ground. Watching the trees go by, something clearly bothered him but he seemed unsure why.

[mairon]

(friends or enemies? Or more (Lifts eyebrows) )
Dæmon
She sat quietly. The silence was becoming akward so she pressed her knees to her chest and wrapped her arms around them while laying her head on it altogether; staring down at all the trees and streams an stuff. Her wings were tight by her side in a kind of uncomfortable way as all the noise died out except for the beating of their hearts and their breathing, along with Crag's thunderous steps.

[Furenzied]

(Maybe more, I don't know...I'm not doing to well right now. :p )