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... of pale blue, a different color from Chaos’s dark blue eyes. His eyes were like the sky when it was almost raining, before the sky turned really dark, gloomy and desperate.
Blue folded her arms on top of the table and used it as a pillow, watching the white clouds in the sky that moved gently by the wind.
If the blue sky represented Chaos’ eyes, then the white clouds must be her. Her white hair represented the clouds perfectly.
“Where is Chaos?” Blue mumbled, she had bee ...
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