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Post by amaranthdestler on Jun 3, 2012 11:04:55 GMT 10
"No. It's just a fact. You can't be much more than 5 foot 6."
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Post by witch on Jun 3, 2012 11:06:18 GMT 10
"And you'd have to be more then 10 feet but size doesn't matter"
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Post by amaranthdestler on Jun 3, 2012 11:10:02 GMT 10
"Doesn't it?"
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Post by witch on Jun 3, 2012 11:14:55 GMT 10
"Why should it?"
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Post by amaranthdestler on Jun 3, 2012 11:18:37 GMT 10
"Well, I'm almost twice your size... doesn't that mean something?"
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Post by witch on Jun 3, 2012 11:19:27 GMT 10
"No. Just means I'm always looking up at you"
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Post by amaranthdestler on Jun 3, 2012 11:22:36 GMT 10
"You... you don't mind that I'm so big and ugly? That... that I'm a monster?"
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Post by witch on Jun 3, 2012 11:38:39 GMT 10
"A monster? You are no monster and ugly? My dear beast.... man I HATE using that word" she sighed. "I wish I knew another name for you but.... when I first saw you I was.... shocked. But never once did I think you ugly."
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Post by amaranthdestler on Jun 3, 2012 11:41:28 GMT 10
"You didn't? How could you not? I am. I am the definition of the very word."
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Post by witch on Jun 3, 2012 11:49:31 GMT 10
"On the inside maybe, but..... while I was so mad and angry and hurt at first I came to understand why. You're outside however.... you have the bluest eyes I have ever seen, eyes that tell me so much. That is all I ever truly see when I look at you"
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Post by amaranthdestler on Jun 3, 2012 11:56:16 GMT 10
"What do my eyes tell you?"
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Post by witch on Jun 3, 2012 12:05:34 GMT 10
"That you're hiding something from me and I think it has to do with that rose of yours"
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Post by amaranthdestler on Jun 3, 2012 12:09:50 GMT 10
He froze. He needed to change the subject. The rose wasn't a subject he was ready to talk about. That was his problem. He kept his mouth shut for a moment, because he knew that if he opened it, he might explode and hurt her again.
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Post by witch on Jun 3, 2012 12:22:57 GMT 10
"I don't know what it is, and I'm not going to push but... I can't help feeling that it's very important. I just...That night, before I...left I saw a painting of a human boy, his eyes... I know those eyes"
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Post by amaranthdestler on Jun 3, 2012 12:33:10 GMT 10
"You saw nothing." He tried not to make it sound like it was coming out through clenched teeth, but he knew that must have been what it sounded like.
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