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Simple"Are you still talking?" Simple
Alright, that may have been a tad mean, but Delwen wouldn't that little sharp pebble harm her blabbering lips. It wasn't that Jonah minded the tiny witch speaking, it was just that somehow she had gotten onto the subject of albino camels and whether or not he had ever seen one.
And, of course, she wasn't about to let his comment stop her words. "Seriously, just tell me if you've seen an albino camel."
"No. I haven't."
"Hmmm." Delwen tapped her index finger against her lower lip. Wiggling the fingers of her free hand out in front of her, towards the sky, her palm suddenly filled with crystalline water. She circled her fingers around, sticking her thumb out and tipping it back towards her mouth. The clear liquid trickled down her thumb, swirling in the slight ledge of her small nail before dropping onto her dry tongue.
Jonah licked his celestial lips, trying to remember what anything had tasted like.
When Delwen was finished with her conjured drink,
This was really cute, I loved the randomness and the character quirks that you added as they were very appropriate. Congratulations and thanks again!Runners Up
Musings Jonah muttered quietly to himself as he walked the short expanse from the newest gravestone in the city cemetery to the road that connected it to the world. It was like a thin and weak lifeline-one that could split any moment and separate the world of the living from the world of the, well, not (living, that is). At least it would separate it here, in a small scale. Currently, Jonah was wondering if that lifeline were to break, what everyone would think. Maybe they would all forget the dead, and everyone could move on. It would be nice, he decided, but sighed wistfully and admitted to himself that it would never, ever happen. He had been at the cemetery, which he didn't often visit, to check on that new grave, to make sure Delwen hadn't touched it or destroyed it as she'd promised she would, days earlier. She had been in a fit of rage when Jonah had simply refused to braid her hair. Too many times had he given in-and with the "accid Musings
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Thanks very much to both the other entrants as I highly enjoyed reading all the entries!!! It was a touch decision, and really anyone could have won as there was much creativity and heart put into all the stories. Thanks again, and great job!
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