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buried with our past - prompt 'Prints'
Andromeda leans forward and touches Lily's arm, searching Lily's face for some hint of emotion.
The pads of Andromeda's fingers burn Lily like tears and she withdraws almost instinctively. Andromeda's eyes flick down, but Lily recognizes hurt in the dark-haired girl's face.
"I'm sorry," Lily says. "Someday..."
Andromeda stands. "I know. It's not enough anymore." She walks away.
Lily sits back in her chair and blinks her full eyes. Red lashes hide her in another world for a moment, just a moment, and she pretends that five fingerprints don't blaze a trail of anguish from her hand to her heart.