There was a flicker of a smile, but it was somewhere far beneath a cloak which had settled on her at his question. "There is rarely hiding."
Liar!, her mind cried, even if for a different topic.
"The act of face is being there for them even when I'd rather not." She ate her tart, walking them in that direction. After a bite, there was a strange sigh, "They need very much. Sometimes it is a great need-"
(like food or money)
"-other times, like these are festivals, tis a simple. A beacon of laughter and light, being as one people. Something true, something spring, full of hope, noble, for them to hold in their hearts during the hard months."
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Date: 2007-04-24 03:37 am (UTC)Liar!, her mind cried, even if for a different topic.
"The act of face is being there for them even when I'd rather not." She ate her tart, walking them in that direction. After a bite, there was a strange sigh, "They need very much. Sometimes it is a great need-"
(like food or money)
"-other times, like these are festivals, tis a simple. A beacon of laughter and light, being as one people. Something true, something spring, full of hope, noble, for them to hold in their hearts during the hard months."