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Edge of Thorns 3 - Pt 6Part 6
She really shouldn't be sleeping out here on the steps, and I wonder why she is...
He watched her for a moment, looking to see if any of the apartments nearby had their doors ajar, or any other indication that she wasn't out here alone, but it didn't take long for him to realize they were the only ones there. Nathan looked at the child again. She seemed so peaceful, but he felt bad just leaving her there alone. Gently, he touched her shoulder and gave it a light shake.
The girl drew a deep breath and brushed his hand away, but otherwise didn't stir. Nathan sighed. Maybe he should just leave her alone. He was about to stand and go on his way when she moved again, this time stretching her arms and rubbing her face. Nathan backed up still to give her space, and when the child opened her eyes and looked over at him, he smiled. "Hey..."
But the little girl didn't give him a chance to ask any questions, her green eyes widening as she scrambled to her feet. She rushed the
Edge of Thorns 3 - Pt 5Part 5
I have a feeling the atmosphere won't improve much, and... well... I just don't feel like being around anyone anymore...
Another bite of food. The awkward silence the conversation had created remained, and no one seemed willing to bring up another subject. Nathan continued to eat. He knew he'd regret it if he didn't at least finish his lunch, but the longer he lingered, the worse he felt. Micah was mad. At him. And rightfully so, he thought to himself. If it weren't for Nathan, weren't for his test, Alton would be fine right now.
At last finishing his sandwich, Nathan walked over to Gabriel -- who had returned to the kitchen to set down the tray -- and handed him his empty plate. "I think I'm going to head back to the apartment," he told him quietly, staring at his shoulder to avoid meeting his gaze. "I'm not feeling well."
Gabriel frowned and touched his shoulder with concern, his brows knotting when the writer shrugged him off. "Are you sure? I was just ab
Edge of Thorns 3 - Pt 4Part 4
They don't need to know how guilty I feel, and I don't need to risk lying in front of Alton. But... I do wonder...
Nathan stared, remaining quiet for a while more before he answered the angel's question with one of his own. "Why?" He looked at his wings again. "I mean, I know the Sins want something from you, but..." He shook his head, lifting his eyes to meet Alton's gaze. "Why?"
Alton sighed, his wings fading in another wisp of smoke as he turned to face them all. "An attempt at coercion, I assume," he explained, unhooking his glasses from his shirt and returning them to his face. "It is the one way to really hurt me. As both history and mythology have shown, I've been through quite a lot of torturous situations. Being immortal has its advantage in that I can survive most anything, including any tormentors I might have. When it comes to the seven sisters, I've been dealing with them for over fourteen hundred years. This isn't the first time they've tried to rise
Edge of Thorns 3 - Pt 3Part 3
No matter what I say, someone won't like it. Better to side with the majority.
The writer bit on his lip, wondering if it wouldn't be wise to remain standing so close to him. "I don't; I can't," he said, making sure to look at Alton when he did, so he could see that he was just as concerned as the others. "I haven't seen them since that day either, and Gabriel said he couldn't heal them. How can I say that they're healed, Alton, when I don't believe you either?"
Alton's smile faded again, and for a brief instant, his eyes shone red. But the moment of anger quickly dissipated into a sigh, and he turned away from all of them, wrapping his arms around himself and facing the wall. "I don't want to show them," he said with a glance over his shoulder. "When there's nothing that can be done to make them heal any faster, why bother?"
"Because we're worried about you, that's why." Enya uncrossed her arms and set her elbows on her knees, leaning against her hands. "What's th
Stranger LoveI am not the sunlit wing-print
splayed out on the bedroom wall.
I am not the dark mass forming
in a corner of an airless hall.
I am not the viscous vengeance
where you sink your spinning wheels.
I am not the leaky bucket
hung up on your wishing well.
You are not my soul mate missing
wandering a winter's night.
You are not the sound of angels
singing by a candle's light.
You are not the rasp of fingers
fumbling with a hasp of steel.
You are not the tattered towel
soaking up the things I feel.
I am the oblivious child,
dancing where the wildflowers are.
You are my unwitting captive
lighting up a jelly jar.
A Week Of KissesA Week Of Kisses
The first day I told you I loved you,
I imagined kissing your shoulder,
Well before I thought about your lips.
Because I don’t know what I am doing, firstly,
But more importantly,
It’s because I know things can spiral quickly,
If things start shifting
After we lay down the concrete.
So I kiss the foundation,
Before we reach the soil.
The second day I told you I loved you,
I imagined kissing your elbow,
Because it holds together the touch
And the flex.
To exhibit it,
I must kiss the joint that bends
And combines us together.
The third day I told you I loved you,
I lay my lips to your temples,
As I learned about the temple of reform,
For the Youth in North America.
Kissing you there signifying I will protect you,
As well as your temple,
As we re-form, into something more.
The fourth day I told you I loved you,
I’d kiss you softly on your forehead.
Because that’s what holds your brillian
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