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(This is a Lydia Martin GirlxGirl story)
Florence Clarke has lived all around the world with her adoptive family since her parents left her when she was young. And where her family goes, destruction tends to come with.
But one day...
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Chapter Seventy-Seven 🏹 Premonitions 🏹
"Sound energy- I'm speaking specifically, of the sounds that fill our acoustic environment." Lydia said as she walked through her company's building, her co-workers following behind her. Walking next to her was her and Florence's six year old daughter, Allison, who liked to go by Alise.
"Our current ability to harness those sounds, as not only a renewable energy source, but as a green sustainable electric energy." Lydia said, holding her hand out slightly, making her daughter quickly grab her hand. "Lydia, I hate to interrupt you, especially since you're going full throttle with this tech shit that none of us really seem to understand." One of Lydia's co-workers, Rick, said.
Alise furrowed her brows as she looked around her mother at Rick, "I understand it." She said, making Lydia chuckle. "Thanks for the input, Rick, and for not interrupting." Lydia said, slightly sarcastic as she patted his arm, "Yeah. Lyd, listen-" He started to say before getting cut off. "Mama!" Alise yelled, making Lydia look back to see Florence and their eight-year-old son, Deuc, walk in.
