Hopeless wandering..and maybe lost..

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Ember shrugged, finding no way to argue with Atalia's comment. "Yeah, I guess you're right...though it doesn't change my opinion about the spiders."

Atalia pulled a jacket out of her bag and offered it to Ember, asking if she was cold. Originally, the shiver came from th thought of the bad memory with spiders, but she didn't realize that she really was cold. Ember smiled and took the jacket from Atalia's hands and put it on, fitting her nicely. "Thanks."
 
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Atalia shrugged, she believed in life, and loving, and cherishing it. Others apparently were different. "Well, I suppose as long as you don't try to squash him, things will be fine." She smiled blankly, and watched the curious spider spin a beautiful, intricate web, ready to catch his next meal.

She nodded at her thanks and smiled with more feeling, "It's my sister's. I don't think she's worn it in awhile though, since I've kind of re-possessed it." She giggled slightly, remembering how much Ela loved that sweater, even though Ata had worn it off and on for about a month, without her twin knowing.
 
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Ember turned guilt red, and frowned. She'd killed dozens of spiders in her past, and each time with great pleasure and a big grin across her face. "Well, i'll try hard not to, i promise. You know, the weird thing is that i actually love looking at spider webs and drawing them, making them, but yet i despise spiders themselves."

Ember giggled along with Atalia, "I used to do the same exact thing with my mom's clothes. If she'd buy somethign that fit me perfectly but was her's i'd borrow it, and then when she'd look for it, she'd find it in my closet because i'd wear it so often."
 
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Atalia smiled, "Yeah, I guess you could say they are all little artists, weaving their lives into something so temporary. I could totally turn this into some deep metaphor, but who has time for that?" She giggled, and shrugged.


She laughed again, "What would we do without borrowing other people's clothes? Yes, we'd be forced to do the horrific laundry!" She made a 'Oh no!' face, bringing her hands on either side of her mouth, shaping it in a 'O', and bursted out laughing.
 
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Ember shrugged, "Well actually, we do have time. It's not like we're in a rush or anything. So what's your big metaphor? I wanna hear it." Ember said with a smile.

Ember laughed at Atalia's comment. "That's true! God, i always hated doing laundry. And everytime i did do it, i always did it wrong. Either too much detergent, or too litle water or whatever." Ember laughed again, she could feel tears run down her cheeks with Atalia's Home Alone's "Oh no!" expression.
 
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Atalia laughed and shrugged, "Well, in a way, all living things are artists, we weave the patterns of our lives into the fabric of time, putting in our own colors, and designs. Some are more complicated than others, and some are more bright, while others are more dark, each is different, and each has a different way of being an individual, unless you are a conformist of course. But, being someone with powers, I wouldn't think thats the case. We who are blessed with powers tend to be rather... how can I say... Different?" She laughed again, "How do you call that for a extended metaphor."

Atalia stretched her wings, and laid on the floor, belly up, staring at the ceiling. Usually she didn't look into the deep meanings on life, she mostly just took it as it came, but occasionally a poetic spark would fly through her.
 
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Ember gave an applause the second Atalis finished talking. "I thought that was beautiful! Seriously, are youa poet or a writer or something? I mean, that was really good and true."

Ember leaned back against the wall, outstretching her legs across the floor. She exhaled deeply and asked witha small laugh, "So...what else is there for us to talk about?"
 
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Atalia bursted out laughing, "Well thank you! I never thought of myself of much of a poet, but I have a streak here and there that tells people differently. You should read some of my sister's work... much darker, but beautifully written."

She sighed, "I'm not sure, anything you want to know? About anything in general, not necesarily me."
 
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Ember tilted her head. "What kind of streak do you have? Ela's a poet?"

Ember thought about what to ask in general. "Do you like the rain? Oh, of course you do. I love the rain, but i can never actually touch it."
 
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Atalia shrugged, "Ela's the poet, and I'll get a poetic streak here and there. We're both pretty artistic, but, she's the more darker, and deeper one. I love her work."

"Why have you never touched the rain? I love the rain, its so beautiful, and loving... and well, peaceful." She had an internal smile spread across her face remembering the feeling of the water droplets on her face.
 
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