02-18-2008, 02:59 PM
"But then we'd all be dead. Sort of. And crispy. I hate being crispy, nasty feeling." Lennox shut the window. "Need anything else, Zack?"
"Thanks." Isibel sat next to her and opened the book and pointed to the words she was having trouble with. The words were 'vampire', 'teeth', and 'antidisestablishmentarianism.'
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...