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A soft laugh escaped him as he stared off. ❝ Good question– would you believe me if I told you that I didn’t know??❞ Paul knew that kind of answer wouldn’t fly; still, he struggled to explain the reasoning behind his hesitance, even when it came to Daryl.  With a heavy sigh, ❝ I could tell you a thousand, maybe even a million different things, but …in truth, I think it’s just me. I have a bit of a knack for losing good things–❞ he finally met the other’s gaze, ❝ –good people. Especially by my own doing. I don’t want that.❞

     being out beyond the wall was stupid and kiesler knew that, but she wasn’t that same little girl that came down all those years ago. so much had changed in the past years. she was no longer scared but courageous, no longer weak but strong. but that little bit of light her in, the childishness, had not faded at all. it was the very reason she was out in the forest- just wanting to explore everything now that there was finally little to no dangerous around them.

     but only ten minutes into her hike and she found danger once more. it was a tackle to the ground, head slamming against the forest floor. she reached her hands up to press against whatever the hell had her pinned only to find it was a grounder. the sky people had a peace with the grounder but there was still a large chunk of them that hated the thirteenth clan. kie let out a small scream as the grounder tried to drive a knife through her heart, only getting her shoulder. still she fought, trying to use fighting moves that both murphy and bellamy had taught her- but she was failing.

     and the next thing she saw, what she believed to be the last thing she would ever see, was the grounder raising his knife once more.