[[Another of Myuto's heart shards is wandering around, looking almost afraid, hiding behind things as if being chased]]

[[In the corner of your eye you may notice a see through glowing red specter of the heartless prince....]]

[[Another night finds Autor sitting against the outside wall of the library, his knees hugged to his chest, stomach growling and throat parched. He hasn't been able to find the Kraehe who would let him feed from her, and his whole body is desperate for blood. His head spins and his muscles ache from lack of food. Even in his hazy state, he knows he ( Read more... )

[Have an Ahiru sitting in the middle of town, looking a bit depressed. She had the strangest feeling that not much of anything had been happening to her lately...

She talks to herself a bit sadly.]

Why haven't I been able to find anymore heart shards? Myuto really needs them back!

[Ahiru sighs, drawing her knees up to her chest and wrapping ( Read more... )

[[Drifting through the town are more of Myuto's scattered heart shards, looking for homes.

Won't you come adopt one?]]

[[Ahiru shivers as she walks through the streets in the middle of the night. She really can't sleep, and whenever she tries to close her eyes, only visions of her Fakir fighting, blank face and inhuman speed, appear, and she wants to cry.

She really, really misses him...]]

[[The shards of Myuto's heart that have yet to find homes are still drifting about, some dancing, some lurking, all searching...]]

[[After the previous night, Mytho is out practically marching around town the next morning, glancing left and right, seeking someone. He hadn't been able to find her when he had woken up that morning (not that he got up early enough anyway), and simply couldn't wait for her to return, after all the opportunities to ask her that he'd missed...]]

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[[Drifting aimlessly around the town are what appear to be glowing red and pink versions of Mytho. They appear to be looking for something, or some one....]]