"You're lucky," Miciela murmured as she touched Elmeera's long curly hair. Her younger sister smiled nicely.
"Why? What do you mean?" Elmeera replied to Miciela. They were sitting in the back of their home.
"Nevermind..." said Miciela and held Elmeera's soft hand. "Let's go inside, it's getting dark,"
Elmeera slowly nodded as she followed Miciela. "Oh? Sure."
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