Served as paper weight, candle holder or coaster. Event Of The Day: Another version of mine about "Eye Is The Mirror Of The Soul" in a form of natural rock. hopefully jamil would catch him, but there was no doubt in kalim’s mind about that. once close enough, he lunges for his friend to wrap his arms around him. “ jamiiiil - !! ” he calls out, a bright cheer to his voice. there was no hesitation, his pace quickly picking up into a sprint towards the other.
his best friend, the one who he last saw was taken from him and he was useless in getting him back, in protecting him like he did so often for him. it was proving to be a fruitless endeavor until a familiar flash of red is seen in the distance, one he could recognize in heartbeat. making sure to take note, his gaze makes sure to stop at each person he passed - an attempt to see if any of his friends had made it here as well. His arms swung at his side as he strides down the street, his usual pep in his step. he was sure he looked like a mess, his half-turban messily done as he walked around the streets to get his bearings. but it was fine ! it was a new adventure that he was hopefully not alone in. sure, he was sharing a house with new roommates and he had absolutely no idea what was going on. It seemed not even a new place could dim kalim’s light.
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