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[@Rune_Alchemist][@1hitpointwonder][@Suku][@Polaris North][@1Charak2]

	He woke up in a garden again today. A rabbit nibbling on his hair brought the son awake near the crack of dawn. It was not as if the angel had no other accommodations, but the fact of he wouldn't accept them. He could barely accept such gifts that were given to him before, more would only make him feel much worse. His robe had protected his white shirt from the dirt which allowed him to look less like a fool. The robe's shade of brown matching the dirt's dusty feel.

While walking through the garden he began his normal routine. [i][color=006655]" Sythe, check. The book, check. Clothing, check. "[/color][/i] This went on not much longer as he owned not much else to his name. His feet bare of shoes said that to anyone.   

He arrived, a while later than he tried to be usually, due to well, another poor soul escaping the harshness of reality. He had been casually browsing his book and a new name had popped up. One he knew suffered too much not to have a friend to comfort them into the afterlife. one who never left the plants outside her window unwatered.

He had finally met the office buildings back when the memories faded. Trailing fingers against the side of the building, he walked in. Straightly going to the altar room which always beckoned him inside when he entered the building.  Not noticing the two outside conversing to hide his scythe from their view. It only shrunk to fit in the doorway to the building then hung back out behind him. 

Upon seeing five waiting for others in the great hall made him more hesitant. Yes, he had met maybe all of them but they all seemed so much wiser and stronger than him. He could be the inefficient cog in the machinery. He could never have that. Moving towards the group silently he decided not to break the piece. It was always easier to watch first and navigate social circles later. They all seemed so close too, it was a shame he was going to break that picture. Even if it was only a social greeting. 
	[color=006655]" Good Morning..."[/color]
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