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| − | *[[Esme]]: You are such a free spirit. So full of life and passion, you always show me a good time. My sister, my lover, my friend...I didn't expect you to fall in love with me, though. I hope I don't break your heart...
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| − | *[[Lillie]]: You tried to run away from the Family that tore you down, and lost yourself along the way. I am always here for you.
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| − | *[[Amethyst]]: Girlfriend, I don't know what you did to my eyes, but now I'm seeing things in between the cracks of Reality. Hope it was worth it.
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| − | Gone but not forgotten:
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| − | *[[Dantes]]: Look at you, sharp suit and a rigid schedule. It only took a little folding of paper and a little time before I began to experience your life and all the pitfalls that came along with maintaining a crumbling world. How do you do it?
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| − | *[[Caerus]]: An educated man, shy and yet, so full of creativity and poetic words. You hold such secrets, and darkness within yourself. And yet, every time I see your smile, every time we speak, I feel as if the world is a brighter, more wondrous place.
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| − | *[[Adrian]]: Formerly the centerpiece in my menagerie, you've managed to provoke the other glass animals to shove you off violently and break into pieces on the floor. I'd pick you up, and put you back together, but you've done irreparable damage to the ones you love. Goodbye, Adrian.
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| − | *[[Wyck]]: Trouble. That's what you are. A fireworks display ready to go off and maim someone, before being posted on YouTube. And, like a train wreck, I can't bear to look away...
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| − | *[[Alsatia]]: Reaching for your degree in Music, you dare to put yourself in the face of your social anxieties, and I admire that. I also savor our delicious times together, where I get to see you come undone...
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| − | *[[Muir]]: You're an interesting fellow, full of stories of history and plunder. My question to you is this: Why is the rum gone?
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