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It was a lazily warm afternoon as fourteen-month-old Makoto sat in his Master’s backyard “playing” with her younger children. As to why his mother had left him here several hours ago was beyond his understanding, but he didn’t feel like voicing his objection. Instead, he had made an entire afternoon studying the other children who ran and jumped and invented their own games to busy themselves with. Makoto, on the other hand, found these indulgences a waste of precious time. Though his newly found leg muscles were still weak, he found that learning to walk and explore this exciting new world a much better use of time

Elly Goldwyn sat at the kitchen counter, her face stained red from hours of crying. The funeral service was long over and most of the attendants were safe in their homes, sound asleep and negligent of the day’s previous activity. Her sister had been so reckless that night and the price happened to be her life. She bit her lip thinking back to the night her sister Joss passed away, replaying the scene in her mind over and over again. If only she chased after her, begged her to come back home, this would not have happened. And now that she was gone, Elly had no one left to be by her side. Everyone else was gone as well. She looked down at

  Little Makoto Himura glared out of his wooden prison as he listened to his daddy pace the floor and talk to one of his grown-up playmates.  Half of a day had already passed and he had been stuck inside of his crib the whole time. This is what always happened when his daddy was left in charge of his well being. He hated being locked inside of his barred prison during the day, especially when his daddy was supposed to be watching him while he was sick.  Though the little boy seemed increasingly better the past couple of days, he still felt very warm and dizzy and his tummy gurgled in pain whenever he tried to move or play. This caused his d

The rain continued to pour down in sheets, bending the tree branches into painful arches as they swayed back and forth in the wind. Today was supposed to be a nice day; the kind of day where the sun gleamed high above the puffy white clouds, inviting families to have long picnics in the fields and small children to play in the nearby creeks. But everyone's plans were thwarted today by the change in weather, which inevitably changed their moods as well. Nevertheless, young Kaiya Himura couldn't help but to continue her daydreaming as she stared at the small window from underneath of her hiding spot. It had been roughly two hours since anyone

It was a chill evening as the man shuffled into the bar after the huge crowd of rowdy groundskeepers stumbled their way out of the doorway. She was sitting alone at the end of the bar; her finger gently tracing the ring of her glass. A long coat draped over the top of her bar stool's backing and her hat balanced on the corner of the chair beside her. Her mind was elsewhere as it usually was, trying to pick up the pieces her life had left so abruptly behind. She had a cold heart, was apathetic, and down right mean. But he knew her better than that, he was the only person left that actually knew her tempers and kindness and the reaches the

There were so many things to look over; no one knew where to start or how long it would take them to accomplish the task. The first item was a list. A shopping list with scribbled reminders and messages written in the margins of an old piece of notebook paper. It had a yellowish tint on the upper left hand corner. The sun had shone on that area for the longest time. The list wasn't organized. Things had been scratched off and added with different colors of ink and multiple styles of writing. Housecleaning products, produce, packaged items, luxury goods. Nothing listed was of significant importance to the investigation. So much of the w