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Drabble 003: Letter Whisper of the Heart
Like a gust of wind blowing through the house, Shizuku dashed to her room and slammed the door shut.
With a mature high schooler's poise, she drew a deep breath and neatly slit open the envelope.
Her eyes scanned the neat, even writing and before she knew it she had read all the sheets. Sighing, she placed the pages to one side of her desk so she could easily reread them later and pulled out her notebook. Tapping a pencil against her mouth, she began to write, intent on capturing the energy and sense of purpose Seiji's recounting of his progress had given her and channeling them into words of her own.
Later, she would write him a letter in reply. She was full of a different type of words now.