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shelley_winters) wrote2007-04-15 09:59 pm
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It's Earth.
A bright day, as warm as English Spring ever gets, and Shelley is sitting under a tree, reading a book.
She has no idea what book, but she likes it. It would be better if those goblins would stop lurking, like she can't see them, they're right there, she isn't blind!
One shuffles sheepishly behind a rose bush as she eyes it sternly.
Really.
A bright day, as warm as English Spring ever gets, and Shelley is sitting under a tree, reading a book.
She has no idea what book, but she likes it. It would be better if those goblins would stop lurking, like she can't see them, they're right there, she isn't blind!
One shuffles sheepishly behind a rose bush as she eyes it sternly.
Really.
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"I'll know. Somehow, and I'll hunt you down, okay?!"
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Then, biting her lip,
"Can you say goodbye to him? And- well, everyone. I can't get to the bar, or I'd say it myself. But Faith, and Max, and Maria and Alex?"
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So they'll be gone, and she'll be alone.
Alone with him.
It starts to rain, and the soft growl of thunder sounds above.
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"I have to go", he tells her quietly. "But I meant what I said. I'll try to come back."
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"I suppose. Goodbye, then."
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He's on his feet, looking down at her. And then he turns, and walks back to the tree he came from, and steps behind it.
He won't be there if she looks.