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12-22-2011, 10:35 PM
Toby grumbled and stomped his foot before heading out the door.
Thoth was actually making his way back to the house, but it was proving difficult; while he had a decently high threshold for pain, it wasn't a sensation he was used to and he'd stumbled and fallen on the sidewalk several times. He was just now passing the library and was sitting on the edge of the broken fountain, hunched over and rubbing his throat; it felt like one of those sore throats humans got whenever they were severely sick.
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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