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- Fir Wand 14 1/8" Essence of Sphinx Remains
Raffael walked with his hands in his pockets down Obsidian Harbour, staring blankly into the shop windows. He had taken to doing this a lot and he couldn't really explain why. Maybe it was just something to do with his time to keep his mind off other things. He looked away from the windows, hoping the shop keepers didn't recognise him by now. He was back in New Zealand with not a single familiar face. Sure he had his adoptive family back in Australia, who he stayed with quite reguarly, but it wasn't the same as having a friend. Or a fiance. He had really screwed everything up. He wouldn't admit to himself how lonely he was. He pulled his hands from his pockets and rubbed his face, trailing up into his hair afterwards. He messed it up as much as he could. His one rebelious habit that he had picked up after his parents disowned him. His posture and good manners however, stayed perfectly intact.
Raff's eyes scanned the crowd moving in the opposite direction to him on the street. His heart skipped a beat every time he saw a face that looked like hers. It was kind of pathetic. He knew she would probably kill him if she ever saw him again, but deep down he hoped he would accidently bump into her some day. He would explain everything, apologise and beg for Hadan's forgiveness and she would give it... Well. One could dream right?
Raff's eyes scanned the crowd moving in the opposite direction to him on the street. His heart skipped a beat every time he saw a face that looked like hers. It was kind of pathetic. He knew she would probably kill him if she ever saw him again, but deep down he hoped he would accidently bump into her some day. He would explain everything, apologise and beg for Hadan's forgiveness and she would give it... Well. One could dream right?