Tuesday, February 9, 2010

wasting what matters on matters unnecessary. you always said that the time would come when things would not align with me, you, or the motives we share. no, not right now. maybe when the ice thaws the apprehension will become confidence, bane shifts to advantage. the hairs on my neck hold onto Sethlans' breath as he taunts and sneers.

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