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Hours have passed and the sun continues to sink lower and lower before it will reach the western horizon. Anxiously waiting, I continue to watch Persephone as the light in her smile and the fluid bounce in her step seems to have vanished. Her harvesting rituals seem as if it is her first time encountering a newborn seed, as if she's never done this before. Countless times she even appeared to be distracted, as if something in the distance has caught her eye and she can't seem to bring herself back to earth. During one of these spells, she happened to cut her finger on a rose bush she had been tending to, something she has never done before.

Hours have passed and the sun continues to sink lower and lower before it will reach the western horizon. Anxiously waiting, I continue to watch Persephone as the light in her smile and the fluid bounce in her step seems to have vanished. Her harvesting rituals seem as if it is her first time encountering a newborn seed, as if she's never done this before. Countless times she even appeared to be distracted, as if something in the distance has caught her eye and she can't seem to bring herself back to earth. During one of these spells, she happened to cut her finger on a rose bush she had been tending to, something she has never done before.

Terror... Alois grinned at his victim momentarily as he adjusted the weight from one foot to the other, tilting his head slightly. Ciel was no real victim. Almost nothing scared the boy and he was disappointed that it had come to this. He'd thought it would be easier to break Ciel Phantomhive. But it seemed the only thing he was truely afraid of was the dark, and human affection. But as he knelt beside the only slightly younger boy, he noticed the body not trembling as much as before. His will to not be broken by a mear mortal was starting to impress the once poor Trancy. "Ciel..." The name slipped from his lips like water and seemed to was