Oh the places you'll go
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She watched the slow and unsteady movements of the male as he approached her. She raised a brow at the words that softly few from his mouth as he kneeled in the sands. Her eyes hauntingly following the astranged male as his words really registered to her. She drew her eyes away from the male and smiled at the red sunlight that was drifting towards the sea as her soft irish accent rang out. "What if I don't crave for what's safe and secure..." she asked as her eyes moved back to the disformed figure before her that was so distant even when he was close enough to touch. She knew she wouldn't be drawn to the male but the words he said and the haunting that seemed to have taken hold of him were dangerous and dark, just like she loved it.

The water that splashed across his face and clung to his hairs sparkled in the dying light as she shook her head soflty as his words came again. She couldn't help it but she laughed. His suggestion that she return to those that loved her was beyond thought. She wasn't exactly loved, as a family member perhaps but she came and went like a tumbleweed rolling where she went but never sure where she'd stop and stay. Her words were short, "You have to be something special to be loved.." she said as she ran a hand softly through his hair, the droplets of water clinging to her fingers as she murmured.


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