Blodwen Rowlands (
white_flowers
) wrote
2006-06-20 07:13 am (UTC)
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She whirls on the bird, and the high light voice cracks,
"
Don't!
Don't -- you -- don't
mock
me!"
There is nothing of that otherworldly coldness in it now, but something lies beneath her tone, something of desperation and despair.
"Not you. Not
you
."
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"Don't! Don't -- you -- don't mock me!"
There is nothing of that otherworldly coldness in it now, but something lies beneath her tone, something of desperation and despair.
"Not you. Not you."