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Post by Æschere on Dec 13, 2009 21:03:00 GMT -5
Turning his head slightly to look at her, Etienne let a small sigh escape his lips. He gripped her a little bit tighter and said quietly, "I have something I've been meaning to ask you..." [/blockquote]
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Post by JULIETTE on Dec 13, 2009 21:18:55 GMT -5
IN THE MORNING:: [/color] with famine on my lipsI FIRST TO BE IN LOVE, THEN AFTER A WHILE NO MORE THE END HURT ME, NO MORE "Hmm?" Nickole muttered behind her still closed lips. The wind had picked up at an annoying pace now, swaying her bangs in and out of her eyes as if to tease her. What an annoying thing weather could be. The idea of bright days, all the time was a bit disarming too though. Nickole had always prefered the cold when it was snowing though, the frigid prologue months had no appeal to her though. Turning her constantly preoccupied mind to Etienne, she sat silently, occasionally shivering a little as the wind changed directions again. [/center]
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