06-13-2008, 09:29 PM
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THE THINGS THAT I'VE LOVED
______THE THINGS THAT I'VE LOST
THE THINGS I'VE HELD SACRED
______________THAT I'VE DROPPED
_____ Ahren growled deeply, irritated by the arrogance of the younger man to not take his threat seriously. He kept the arrow trained, ready even now to end this. The blonde answered to no one, he had nothing that could be taken from him, and he was quite sure that if it came down to it he would survive. He had done so this long after all. “I’m looking for that bitch of yours,” he said, able to read the scents from here. “But I have business with you first,” he added, taking another step forward.
_____ “You got him drunk and you took advantage of him,” Ahren stated plainly, his tone remarkably even all things considered. “I can’t let you walk away from that,” he added, grinning. He looked like Kaena, long gone, mad, one-eyed. He looked like his mother, long dead, a prophet and a messiah. He looked like his father, full of the devil’s wrath and rage. He looked like his son, all God’s light and flame—but above all, Ahren looked as if he was enjoying this.
I won't lie no more you can bet
I don't want to learn what I'll need to forget
______THE THINGS THAT I'VE LOST
THE THINGS I'VE HELD SACRED
______________THAT I'VE DROPPED
_____ Ahren growled deeply, irritated by the arrogance of the younger man to not take his threat seriously. He kept the arrow trained, ready even now to end this. The blonde answered to no one, he had nothing that could be taken from him, and he was quite sure that if it came down to it he would survive. He had done so this long after all. “I’m looking for that bitch of yours,” he said, able to read the scents from here. “But I have business with you first,” he added, taking another step forward.
_____ “You got him drunk and you took advantage of him,” Ahren stated plainly, his tone remarkably even all things considered. “I can’t let you walk away from that,” he added, grinning. He looked like Kaena, long gone, mad, one-eyed. He looked like his mother, long dead, a prophet and a messiah. He looked like his father, full of the devil’s wrath and rage. He looked like his son, all God’s light and flame—but above all, Ahren looked as if he was enjoying this.
I won't lie no more you can bet
I don't want to learn what I'll need to forget
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