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“You have her eyes, her face…” His father began to trace Ao'nung's features the way he would sometimes see him do with his mother. They lingered on Ao'nung's steadily blushing cheeks, his sweet nose, then stopped at his pressed, nervous lips. Tonowari moved closer, led by a string. It pulled a small inhale from his son.
“You remind me so much of her…”
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mourning looks different on everyone. Ao'nung just didn't think he'd mourn like this.