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Old 07-21-2015, 12:25 PM   #16 (permalink)
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Originally Posted by FearlessLeader19 View Post



Okay, that was a legit BAD idea.

Or was it?

If there had been anything bad in the box it certainly WOULD have been destroyed now but if there hadn't been... well, Adi really did loose his chance to find out what was in there. He stood there as the remnants of the cardboard box floated down and around him. "Sorry about your box!'' He figured someone might be lurking around, waiting to see who would be along to open up that box.

Oh hey! Was that a piece of parchment? Adi snagged the thing. Yep it was but only half of the whole thing apparently. What did it saaay?
Still facepalming in silence, Airey figured now was as best a time to make his official exit. But, for his own peace of mind, he waited just a little bit more to see what Mr. Rehman would do.

The particular piece of parchment in the prefect's hands vaguely read
Quote:

OW
HER
DAY
But putting the rest of the fragments together would spell the message
Quote:
TOMORROW
IS ANOTHER
DAY
Which basically was the man's was of illustrating that not every mystery had an exciting secret to be revealed. Behind every scientific inquiry there was not always a world changing revelation. Sometimes there was just nothing.

Nothing. Like what remained of that box now that the breeze through the windows was picking up and blowing pieces every which way.
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But now we're seeing all the beauty in the broken glass.....................................

The scars are part of me, darkness and harmony
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