02-03-2010, 02:57 PM
There is so much to ask. What would we do without Mother? Lost nodded, and turned his attention to the fountain's gently flowing water. Dipping a finger into the cool liquid, he trailed it about for a few seconds before speaking again.
"I enjoy being around you," he said quietly, coughing. Using his wet finger, the doll traced a strange design on the fountain's edge before shifting closer to Isis.
And to think - he'd lived in his room for years, not wanting to ever make contact with another doll. But Isis was different - special. Lost truly loved having her around, even if they weren't doing anything fun or exciting.
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