Pitch Black (
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004 [text] Day 524
Those who knew Bunnymund, the rabbit's gone home. And you know what they say, if you can't say anything nice, don't say anything at all.
It's just you lot and me now.
[He doesn't care, but this might stop someone from accusing him of elaborate foul play.]
It's just you lot and me now.
[He doesn't care, but this might stop someone from accusing him of elaborate foul play.]
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Show.
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[Small, fit-in-the-palm-of-your-hand shadow horses. See how many he can hold the shapes of at one time now... ten, if she can count.]
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She knows she can't touch them through the bracelet display, but she reaches forward and presses a finger at the hologram anyway.]
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My horses, however big or small I want them to be.
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[Lilly approves.]
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[Well...]
That's true.
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Dark.
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bad things hard things no mama
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Sorry, Pitch. Perspective and shades of gray are a little beyond her.]
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[Excuse you.]
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i can tell
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Your mother is a shadow spirit? Where do you live?
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