06-28-2009, 12:46 AM
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A little memory bank whirred in her mind as she deconstructed her prior memory of the wolf and reconstructed a new present image, locking it away for future reference. Soon enough she would stand upon two legs like he could, and like Jael could — like everybody in her life — and maybe then they would meet like that. Maybe something magnificent would happen, like an adventure, when that day came. But probably not.
Valkyrie was resigned to believe life was ever a cyclical thing. In it, she was doomed to do the same things over and over until accomplishment was achieved, and when that happened, she would die. A morbid thing for a youngster to think, but by now Zana had begun to have an influence on her, and one that was none-too optimistic. Still, she was carefree thing, and even if life was to be cyclic, she would merely dance on through her duties to it.
Cool! she said in response to his offer, which was incredibly enticing. Like hell her mother would let something like that happen to her just yet… But maybe some persuasion, if well placed and put forth by Haven who was surely a respectable guy, would take hold. That'd be awesome!
Yeah. Oh! What were you doin' out here anyway, Haven?
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you don't wanna stick, trust me, it's cool
A little memory bank whirred in her mind as she deconstructed her prior memory of the wolf and reconstructed a new present image, locking it away for future reference. Soon enough she would stand upon two legs like he could, and like Jael could — like everybody in her life — and maybe then they would meet like that. Maybe something magnificent would happen, like an adventure, when that day came. But probably not.
Valkyrie was resigned to believe life was ever a cyclical thing. In it, she was doomed to do the same things over and over until accomplishment was achieved, and when that happened, she would die. A morbid thing for a youngster to think, but by now Zana had begun to have an influence on her, and one that was none-too optimistic. Still, she was carefree thing, and even if life was to be cyclic, she would merely dance on through her duties to it.
Cool! she said in response to his offer, which was incredibly enticing. Like hell her mother would let something like that happen to her just yet… But maybe some persuasion, if well placed and put forth by Haven who was surely a respectable guy, would take hold. That'd be awesome!
Yeah. Oh! What were you doin' out here anyway, Haven?
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