C1The day was warm, hot actually. The ceiling fan whirred away noisily as her family watched TV in the other room. Soft voices came from the dimly lit room. “Come on, what's wrong with you?” The young man leaned towards her. Her dark eyes glimmered in the dull light as she shrugged lightly. “Bekah....?” He ran an hand over her far away arm, silently she slid away. Bekah was once again playing games with him. Well, not really playing games. It was more like she didn't know what to do with herself, no, at that time Bekah simpC1
Intro2His normally hazel eyes were a crystalized blue today. The ivy riddled garden would be small to most, but he felt nearly naked in this small clearing. The barebones of the aged trellis seemed to whisper to him as the tulle joyfully danced. Clear yet thoughtful, the blued pair peered down an arched way studying the oncoming events. He shook himself slightly, the wool suit a good buffer to the cool October breeze. The breeze tickled the ends of his perfectly combed and cut hair, drying out his lips that surrounded the sincere smile on his youthfully wrinkled face. It was the dayIntro2
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Yeah >_> I just realised you were still on my watch list. If you ever want to chat note/email me sometime or something.
- Roy/'Coe'/Anima
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Spartan Quotes
"The Spartan's ask not 'how many?', but where,"
When told the amount of Persian arrows would blot out the sun:-
"So much the better, we shall fight in the shade,"
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