09-10-2011, 09:02 PM
Abe rubbed his mouth, thinking. "The only story I'm familiar with is that of the Ice Spirits, far far north; their queen died of a broken heart, and they all surrendered their own hearts so that they wouldn't suffer the same fate. I'm not quite sure if your mythos is the same or not, but I'll investigate it. Every region is different, after all," he added.
I stare at the girl in the mirror: T-shirt, torn up jeans, no beauty queen.
But the way that you see me, you get underneath me, and all my defenses just fall away, fall away.
I am beautiful with you, even in the darkest part of me. I am beautiful with you;
Make it feel the way it's supposed to be!
You're here with me: Just show me this and I'll believe I am beautiful with you!