[Marvel stares up an old tree, at what she sees as a young boy standing on the highest branch.]

...Joshua!? No, he couldn't possibly-- ...He looks the same as he did then.

Joshua! Get down from there! It's much too dangerous! If only my wings were not lost... Will you not speak to me? What sort of game are you playing ( Read more... )

To anyone that would listen: I would like some help, please. I'm... new to this city, and... I really do not know my way around ( Read more... )

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