147. Longing

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Oh how he longed to be back home in that moment. Even though that home never much felt like one when he still lived there, he sure missed it now.

Then again, it was quite easy to miss something when you're imprisoned in an imp's personal collection of curiosities. I'd wager that pretty much everything is a better experience than that. Sadly for him, the imp felt longing, too. Longing to possess everything that was wonderfully weird in this world. Longing for a possibility that some of that might seep into its own mind.

Neither ever got what they longed for.

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