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October
A Little Bit Of Backstory
Before I explain what happened, you have to know who she was, and who she is now. Because she's changed, just like my face, and I've been keeping tabs on her. I keep tabs on all of my lost companions.
Her name was October, like the month, and she was a child. Only seventeen years old, and innocent in some ways, and far too mature in others. I admired her headstrong yet vulnerable nature, and the way her eyes told a story. She was clever, and honest to the point where it was brutal. I took her away from the smog in the mornings over London, and I showed her things that few humans would ever see. And things change, like they always do. She saw galaxies shatter, and that caused a small tectonic shift in her that she wasn't even aware of.
But I knew.
Her name was October, like the month, and she was a child. Only seventeen years old, and innocent in some ways, and far too mature in others. I admired her headstrong yet vulnerable nature, and the way her eyes told a story. She was clever, and honest to the point where it was brutal. I took her away from the smog in the mornings over London, and I showed her things that few humans would ever see. And things change, like they always do. She saw galaxies shatter, and that caused a small tectonic shift in her that she wasn't even aware of.
But I knew.