Caramon chuckled, and whistled. The fuzzle in his hand hopped over to her and made the odd noises at the pink fuzzle. "Miniiniininimmii! Mininimimi!"
It was understandable to the fuzzle as "Get the f*ck off her you f*cking psycho!"
I KNOW THE PIECES FIT, CAUSE I WATCHED THEM FALL AWAY, MILDEWED AND SMOLDERING.
FUNDAMENTAL DIFFERING, PURE INTENTION JUXTAPOSED WILL SET TWO LOVERS' SOULS IN MOTION.
DISINTEGRATING AS IT GOES, TESTING OUR COMMNICATION.
THE LIGHT THAT FUELED OUR FIRE THEN HAS BURNED A HOLE BETWEEN US SO WE CANNOT SEE TO REACH AN END...