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Library, Thursday
It was an oddly calm and centered Anemone at work in the library today, as she cast longing glances outside at the sky.
TheEND had been happy and whole. He still loved her. They had gotten to dance again, and take other people with them, and that had meant more than Anemone could possibly have imagined.
Today was spent alternating between climbing atop the tallest bookcases to dust, and looking longingly at the surfing magazines. Anemone's yearning for heights had been stirred up, and it wasn't going to be satisfied until she was skimming the waves.
TheEND had been happy and whole. He still loved her. They had gotten to dance again, and take other people with them, and that had meant more than Anemone could possibly have imagined.
Today was spent alternating between climbing atop the tallest bookcases to dust, and looking longingly at the surfing magazines. Anemone's yearning for heights had been stirred up, and it wasn't going to be satisfied until she was skimming the waves.