originally posted in:The New Dojo
Pox, or Jamie, tackles him to the ground with a kiss.
"Of course I will, dummy!"
He says through tears of joy. He slides the ring onto her finger.
The vision fades to black.
[i]She was my first bearer, the one known as Pox, and the one of many I knew as friend. When she well, my blade passed to him.[/i]
The Ahmkara continues.
English
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He frowns. "I can barely remember anything..." He rubs his forhead. "I remember you... Thank the light." He smiles. "An'... I remember the Traveler. And...." He frowns.
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"You remember me.... that's what matters."
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He smiles up at her, leaning in to kiss her.
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She kisses him.
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He holds the kiss for a moment before pulling back and hugging her. "Thank you... For naw leavin'." He tells her.
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"Why would I ever want to leave you?" She asked.
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"Ya mean aside from the fact I'm a darkness corrupted mess with an evil knife and practically no memory? Face it, I'm naw worth the trouble. " He sighs, looking down at the ground.