SENTENCE GAME

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glass

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[kiyala]

Funny, the way it never reflected anything he wanted to see.

cup

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Drink, he says, and raises his hands.

lamp

[kiyala]

He liked the soft orange glow for the way it threw shadows, masking fears at times, highlighting them at others.

green

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He can't help but watch for it, hoping to see a flicker at the corner of his eyes.

heart

[kiyala]

With a ragged breath, he rests his head back against the hard floor, glad for the fact that it's just his bones that were broken this time.

souvenirs

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The heart of the enemy king, he presented to her.

nails

[kiyala]

He smiles at the brush of lips down his back, the apology just as welcome as the acquisition of those angry red lines.

hollowed

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Love me, Apollo.

space

[kiyala]

He doesn't realise just how vast it is until he's falling through it.

denial

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Once upon a time, they lived happily ever after.

cell

[kiyala]

He was in a glass case of emotion.

tranquility

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The water soothed the burn of his wounds.

scale

[kiyala]

She weighed his heart against her feather and he watched as his heart dragged the scales down, down, down, just as it had done to him in life.

screech

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It breaks his heart, to hear her cry.

goal