A pic.. But not a normal pic..... for yourself... And it means you too TOL...

sasami rustles a bit, but continues to dissolve.......

as the water slowly turns salty the rain hardens, sasami is left alone outside as everyone goes iniside (the muslims carry zionia in)

a faint wimper can be detected by the grains of salt rubbing together...

if only if only zionia didnt kiss me..............
 
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In his grief, Zionia feels a suden spark deep inside him. His eyes glow as he screams and throws the Muslims off of him. He runs out into the rain and feels it burn him as steams off of his skin. He rushed at Sasami with only one thought on his mind. He had to get her somewhere safe
 
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