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A complex feeling resurfaced, manifesting as a foreign glow from Shadow Milk Cookie's soul jam, brought forth by the words of another. The gentle hand of his other half rested there for a moment, the rustling of leaves of the palace gardens becoming secondary to the ebbing hum that emitted from his chest. He hadn't a clue what this could be, this newfound feeling, this unexplainable warmth that emerged from within. However, admitting to such ignorance would be absurd, wouldn't it?
Shadow Milk Cookie's knowledge knew no bounds, but for some odd reason, Pure Vanilla Cookie seemed to be some sort of exception.
