<span style="font-family:Amaranth"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#4dff4d">"Hey, wait up Veda. This isn't a sprint y'know."<br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff99cc">The sound of her brother's voice only served as a minor annoyance as Veda made her way through the forest brush. The air was a comfortable temperature while walking under the cover of the tropical trees, more of a rain forest than an actual everyday backyard woodland. Each leaf she passed by was glistening with moisture, with one she brushed past wetly smacking her brother behind her. A smile formed on her slightly parted lips at his frustration with their journey across the island. Her brother, while successful to an extent, was a very lazy individual and would avoid any unnecessary effort if possible. They were on opposites sides of a spectrum; Veda loved exerting effort through any means, whether it be re-organizing her entire library or taking the extra few minutes to cook all of her meals rather than order around a servant, in comparison to her lazy brother.<br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#4dff4d">"Hey, watch it there you wild boar; no need to act like a Panzer."<br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff4da6">"Boohoo, f</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(255, 77, 166)">ühren Sie den Weg, wenn Sie über ein wenig Wasser weinen wollen." </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0080">(1)</span><br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff99cc">The sound of splashing water grabbed the attention of the sister, and she fastened her pace in excitement. The atmosphere around them somehow became even damper than before, and as she broke the cover of the forest green, she was met with a small waterfall. She laughed with relief at the sight of the rushing water, the waterfall filling a small pool that glistened with small specks of sunlight that streamed through the canopy. While the forest itself was beautiful in its own way, the little alcove they had arrived it was like an oasis in a desert. Stepping forward, Veda rested down on a flat rock as she reached in to dip her fingers into the water, the water feeling delightful compared to the air that was slowly growing humid around them. Lifting her hand away from the water, she licked the drops from her fingers until they shimmered with only saliva. The water tasted so different than the bottles she religiously drank back at home; it was sweeter and somehow tangy. In response to the delicious, crisp taste, Veda cupped her hands and dipped them in for more, satisfying a taste she hadn't felt before.<br/>
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(1) - "Boohoo, lead the way if you want to cry over a little water."</span><br/>
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