"No no no. I want you to take it," she sighed.
"The braclet I made myself. It is not of any sentimenal worth to me. Except the one of the maker's pride," she said pushing it back towards him.
Maybe... just maybe I should tell him, she thought.
But no, that was the past. She was no more the one who brought shame to her clan.
She was now Freda, the dancer.
Nodding to herself, she tried to presuade herself with limited success.
(( 8D ))
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"The braclet I made myself. It is not of any sentimenal worth to me. Except the one of the maker's pride," she said pushing it back towards him.
Maybe... just maybe I should tell him, she thought.
But no, that was the past. She was no more the one who brought shame to her clan.
She was now Freda, the dancer.
Nodding to herself, she tried to presuade herself with limited success.
(( 8D ))
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