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Tuesday, February 20, 2007


She was the dead eyed stranger that worked in the library, constatnly pushing a cart of books, methodically putting them away. He was a spirit of the shadows, hovering between light and dark, never truly at home in either.
She literally had no emotions, her soul was dead. Her sense of physical pain and pleasure was deadened. He was mischevious, a trickster all the way. He searched for his meaning, something he could devote his live too.
And one day, they met.

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I will continue this! ...Sometime.


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