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08-11-2007, 01:53 PM
"Yeah, its just a little cold." She rubbed her bare arms. All she had on was a tank top and jeans. She took his hand and stood up. "Never did get used to those bombs."
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Zeus looked up. "What Artimis?" He asked.
Athena stopped and waited.
"Athena, go ahead. Artimis shall catch up to you."
Athena nodded and rushed out.
Love is much like a wild rose, beautiful and calm, but willing to draw blood in its defense.
~Mark Overby
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