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The Dove of Steel (9)

I’m…not..the last one? This is so…odd…

Isaac had almost collapsed to the cold ground, but he was quickly caught by the young girl, with great grace.

“Hey, don’t die too! I don’t want to go back to being alone!”

Those words shook Isaac as he drifted in an out of reality, which he wasn’t sure he was in it. The girl shook him once more, the tears were back again,

“No! Please stay with me!”

Isaac took a deep breath and managed to regain his focus. He could hear the girl give a sigh of relief, and he managed to bring himself out of her arms and stand erect again.

The girl was now smiling at him, she couldn’t have been older than 23, but she still managed to have a strong will.

The girl became really exited now, and she tugged at his cloak and said,

“Hey! It’s good your alive! What’s your name?”

Oh great, this should be fun…

Isaac said nothing, silence being his preferred name.

The girl became worked up again, and with a really long kind of sigh said,

“Pleeeeease talk to me!”

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