"Art student but I think I like animals too" What girl didn't love animals?
Clary felt herself smile. It was nice to talk about something simple. It felt concrete in a haze of unsure and cloudy thoughts. She loved art. It was something she knew from the bottom of her soul and nothing would allow her to doubt it. When she stopped to think about it, it was the only memory that she was certain of.
"I've always loved drawing and I'm taking extra classes here too." She didn't know where the memory came from but it settled comfortably into place, filling in a part of her past here in Wayward Pines.
"Is that way you don't want to go home?"
Clary had every intention of taking Randel to his house. To see what it was like. It shouldn't be to much further now. They've stepped away from the main street and towards a collection of domestic looking homes.
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Clary felt herself smile. It was nice to talk about something simple. It felt concrete in a haze of unsure and cloudy thoughts. She loved art. It was something she knew from the bottom of her soul and nothing would allow her to doubt it. When she stopped to think about it, it was the only memory that she was certain of.
"I've always loved drawing and I'm taking extra classes here too." She didn't know where the memory came from but it settled comfortably into place, filling in a part of her past here in Wayward Pines.
"Is that way you don't want to go home?"
Clary had every intention of taking Randel to his house. To see what it was like. It shouldn't be to much further now. They've stepped away from the main street and towards a collection of domestic looking homes.