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09-10-2011, 07:34 PM
"Um, no thank you, madam, I would much appreciate a glass of water in lieu of food." He bowed his head. "I would smile but I'm physically incapable of it." He gingerly sat down on the edge of the couch and sat with his hands in his lap, much like a prim lady would. He was an odd one.
"You're such a girl," Batty muttered.
"I am not." He cleared his throat and looked at Ana. "Yes, I am the "mythology guy" and I'm almost certain I've met those of your kind in the past."
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...
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