that blue, blue sky

[Ryan de le Poer]

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SOMEWHERE THERE'S A CRACK IN THE SIDEWALK
BIGGER THAN THE SHADOW OF DEATH IN THIS TOWN

Ryan sat with a subtle smile, listening to all that DaVinci told her, as she absentmindedly watched him pluck the leaves from the stem of the fern. She would never know what it was like to have to grown up being feared or hated, but she could relate to his statement of 'I hated everything that was me.' When her mother had first whored her daughter, Ryan had assumed it was alright. She didn’t know anything different. After she began to get older, she discovered that normal mothers didn’t make their children do such things. Of course it was for the best intentions – to feed them, mostly – but Ryan had begun to hate who she was during those times. Now that her mother was gone, Ryan no longer did those things. She’d rather starve then sacrifice herself.



"Where is she now?" Ryan asked, referring to Firefly whom had tagged along with him. She could picture a small pup (it looked a lot like herself when she was younger) trailing along behind this steel colored hybrid. She thought it funny that he would let a child follow him for so long. He didn’t seem like that kind of guy. She saw him more as a loner, sort of like her, but perhaps more malevolent. If that was the right word…?

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