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Much better than a map: Cyan

Posted by Amelia on February 15, 2009, 3:35 am, in reply to "Thread thread thread:"
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I'll be the fire escape that bolted to the ancient brick where you will sit and contemplate your day He makes her feel smart when he speaks, if only because she can understand what he's saying, and challenges her to actually listen. There are so many horses here who hurry and run about, trying to figure out things that don't need to be figured out, and trying new habits that will in the end ruin them. She is content here, with him. Conversation with him makes her work, but it is through this work that she feels most at ease. His smile is infectious and she smiles back, dipping her head a bit and continuing to grin. “I think I would like you to take me there. I'm tired of getting lost.” There have been too many times that she's found that if she had only stepped to the right six steps, peered over a dune, she would have found the oasis. Instead, she tired herself to exhaustion before finding it. Her body was tired of it, and she was hoping to stop the cycle soon. It frustrated her. She follows where his body goes, falling into step so that her chest is a fraction of a space behind his. She's proud that she only stumbles once every ten steps. Amelia never really had friends growing up. Yes, there were friends, but not good ones, I suppose. She always kept to herself. She could speak, carry a conversation, but never really pursued getting to know anyone. When she talks to Cyan there's a new feeling in her gut, and she thinks it's friendship, but she's not sure. She'd like to be friends. She'd like to get to know him more. She likes being around him. That must mean they're friends, right? She tells herself yes, but doesn't say anything out loud. How does one even bring that up? So, we're friends, right? Yeah, not awkward at all. So she walks beside him, not saying a thing, except for a comment about a cactus or something that scurries in front of them, usually accompanied with a shying away from whatever it was. She doesn't like things that scurry. They walk for a while before she speaks again. “Thanks for talking with me, and taking me to the oasis.” Yeah, brilliant. He probably thinks you're Einstein now. A M E L I A Daughter of Bronwyn Ni-Srilan Ambassador

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Message Thread: Thread thread thread: - Amelia February 15, 2009, 2:29 am For the queen: Hypatia - Amelia February 15, 2009, 2:30 am For the queen: Hypatia (THIS ONE) - Amelia February 15, 2009, 2:31 am It's been a while: Isra - Amelia February 15, 2009, 2:32 am Howdy do: Kaspara - Amelia February 15, 2009, 2:33 am Hope you're doing well: Mockingbird - Amelia February 15, 2009, 2:34 am Don't look so sad: Memphis - Amelia February 15, 2009, 2:41 am Much better than a map: Cyan - Amelia February 15, 2009, 3:35 am You just had to get stolen: Althea - Amelia February 15, 2009, 3:39 am Well, it makes sense you'd go together: Strandwolf - Amelia February 15, 2009, 3:40 am Um um um oh: Sterling - Amelia February 15, 2009, 3:50 am You've killed me: Voraer - Amelia February 15, 2009, 3:59 am I understand you're a busy guy: Baraqel - Amelia February 15, 2009, 4:02 am Yeah, I'm quiet: Fantome - Amelia February 15, 2009, 4:03 am You're kind of ... yeah: Maximus - Amelia February 15, 2009, 4:03 am Oh hey there: Inigo - Amelia February 15, 2009, 4:04 am Stop dancing yourself to death: Circlet - Amelia February 15, 2009, 4:11 am to death; to life--the end's the same - circlet February 15, 2009, 11:58 pm It makes a tidy little circle, doesn't it? - Amelia February 18, 2009, 1:23 am You don't scare me ... much: Lebanon - Amelia February 15, 2009, 4:22 am « Back to thread

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