http://al_shairan.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] al-shairan.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] estdeus_innobis 2013-07-17 12:58 am (UTC)

I cry for a long time. A long, long time, and then at last I move, roll onto my back. The grass is soft beneath me. I made it for him. It was so easy, bring like that. I hate how easy it was. I rub my eyes dry. My gifts are not to be trusted; I had forgotten that applied even to me.

"I should go," I say at last. I sound so weary.

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