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Dawn of the EndThe date is July, 30XX, Monday. It has been a while ever since Hector saw any action or mission from the Harmony. Perhaps the times of peace are finally upon us. Hector follows his routine like any other day, though, after the incidents of the New Year, Beeanca hasn’t been the same anymore. Her juvenile behavior and cockiness had taken a sudden decrease, to the point where she was almost emotionless and indifferent whenever she was working at the café. Well the girl did went through a traumatic event for her. Having the one thing she couldn’t obtain definitely pulled out of her reach must’ve broken her glass bubble definitely. As much as Hector still somewhat cared about her, be it because she was a employee or simply because she was a workmate, he still couldn’t bring himself to say anything to her.
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Yet, work at the café was coming along just as nicely. Day after day more people would come by, and the ones who came always returned. Hector took the tim
:Z-P: Afternoon ChatIf nothing else, Hadrea always carried herself in a particular way. her poise, her step, the way she looked and talked to other people… she presented the image of a woman with power. Honestly she had no reason not to.
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She was the daughter of the most powerful man in the most powerful government on this planet, and as proven with her most recent ‘meeting’ with her old rival, she was quite possibly the most powerful infected there ever was or would be.
Yes, Hadrea had power, and she loved the way it felt.she liked looking down on others, knowing that one way or another, she could always crush anyone who stood in her way under the heel of her boot.
Unfortunately, having that kind of power resulted in a reputation that she had to put considerable effort into maintaining. Keeping control of the Tamed was hard enough at times, but then there was the ever present issues that came along with being the daughter of a political figure in the age of social media. Hadrea, whenever
Unusual thingsI don His tent was made out of leather and the dust of memories. He has invited me without words, just his secret smile lures me in his world, this state between past and future. He wears a white shirt with black letters that has an important message, but I didn't know that when I saw him. He looked strange and wonderful, his black eyes were magical and so dreamy, he has already woken up.
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I enter the tent and I see fire in the corner that looks supernatural. He holds me without words, first it was a friendly hug, but after a few seconds I feel a deep emotional wave. He starts to touch my hair, he smells it.
-''Why do you smell like lavender ''– he asks me…..''My pillow smells like your hair'' he said after small break.
-''I washed my hair with an organic shampoo…''- I was in awe…
-''Oh, we should drink tea'' –he broke the silence and the exciting atmosphere. The passion between us started growing, at this moment warmth in his eyes made me more upset …
He prepared tea and said that my b