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// 152. Invisible 
// Story: In Celebration of a Hundred. 
// by Karrakaz 
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	I smile when I think about the way she moves, laugh when I think about her tinkling laugh, and forget to breathe when I imagine her kissing me. Reality returns like an unwelcome visitor and she ignores me in favour of her work.

I return home after a  long day of helping her, disheartened. Like every day, you put away your tomes and scrolls before welcoming me home. Tears threaten, and I stumble forward into your waiting hooves; crying because she hasn’t noticed me. 
You hold me close, whispering gentle reassurances. 

Are you to me, what I am to her?