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Post by Elfy on Jan 11, 2010 13:38:40 GMT -5
Sam was laid out on the hill, staring up at the clouds. He had been told once that if humans stayed out in the rain too long, they would become sick. He chuckled to himself. He was no human, Sam was far from it. He was also immune to all human diseases. But still. He blinked, and then he saw the lightning flash. "Beauty." Sam's favorite part of a storm was the lightning. It was so bright and it seemed harmless, but if it were to touch you: it would kill you. Burn you to a crisp. Kind of like a woman. They seem so innocent, and like they won't hurt you. Yet they will. They will steal your heart, tear it out of your chest, and stab it. Right it front of your very eyes. Yep. Sam had women issues. He watched the people scurry about, running from the rain. He could smell their blood, mixtures of different races. And that's when he smelled her. "She's here?" He spoke in wonder, shooting into an upward position. she was here... And he could find her and get his second chance! But then he laid down again. She'll probably just reject me again... A smile crept up on his lips, a very cruel one. Well if I can't have her... no one can... |
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Post by Elfy on Jan 15, 2010 17:28:06 GMT -5
Sam sighed, almost sadly, when the rain stopped. He stood up, and shook himself; like a dog. He felt weird without his long hair, he had recently cut it. Sam streached, his arms reaching towards the sk. He was tall... Taller than most people. Taller than pretty much all people. He chuckled and started down the hill. "Where to go... where, to, go?" He glanced around, Torn between the beach, the cafe, and the forest. He bit his lip, not gently. "The cafe." |
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