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Taceo
Aug 25, 2009 16:04:28 GMT -5
Post by Athena on Aug 25, 2009 16:04:28 GMT -5
But she refused to encourage him.
“You. Are. A. Castle.” Athena said this slowly, as if speaking to a toddler. Taryt – “…Taryt, did you just snort at me?” Athena giggled. “That’s not very decorous, you know. I expect that from the jiggerwags, but not from you.”
A loud “Ha!” resounded in her head.
Athena sobered. “But you can’t expect anything that would never happen between us to work. I shan’t be here my whole life."
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Taceo
Aug 25, 2009 16:05:22 GMT -5
Post by Athena on Aug 25, 2009 16:05:22 GMT -5
A young man laughed and said, “I can protect you, feed you, clothe you, and shelter you for the rest of your life. Moreover, I want to. Let me.”
Athena stood shakily. “You’ve made your point. Let me get ready, or I really will be late.”
Satisfaction emanated through Athena’s mind.
“You smug dropknorf,” she muttered. She wasn’t angry. Athena didn’t remember having ever gotten angry. She was incapable of it.
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Taceo
Aug 25, 2009 16:07:23 GMT -5
Post by Athena on Aug 25, 2009 16:07:23 GMT -5
Taryt turned his attention elsewhere.
Athena didn’t sigh. She looked in the mirror. A girl with light whiskey eyes, tangled ash-brown hair, and pale skin looked back at her. Her reflection said, “Let him love you.”
Athena replied without pause, “Sol, I will hurt him.”
Sol nodded. “I pity him for loving the moon. It’s rarely all there and is as fickle as shadow.”
Athena said nothing.
“Don’t be selfish, Athena. Let your thread rot away – Snow is for another. Let Taryt love you,” her doppelganger pleaded quietly. “We can be happy. We can be happy. I want to be happy. Don’t you?”
Athena said nothing. A tiny fairy carried Athena’s bag to her, panting.
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Taceo
Aug 25, 2009 16:07:49 GMT -5
Post by Athena on Aug 25, 2009 16:07:49 GMT -5
It was not a peaceful sort of silence.
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