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In 100, by Wyatt on November 2, 2018 at 10:39 am

I’m excited to disappoint you, Sora’ said.

Unlikely, Ea thought. Even impossible.

Ea began floating up to the cloud where Sora’ lived. The journey took a week, each day colder and drier than the last. On the sixth day a storm conjured lightning and Ea almost turned back. But she needed to know.

When Ea arrived, Sora’ wasn’t there, Sora was instead. Sora laughed the same way, but less often. Ea made herself at home in the uncanny clouds and wondered where Sora’ was. Who Sora’ was. What love was, if she’d fallen for a derivative of the full expression.

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