03-08-2009, 02:02 PM
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Where her sister thrived on the knowledge of what had been, Aurèle survived on what she could feel. It was instinct and it was impulse, and it had served her four years strong. Maybe she had begun to go mad. Maybe she did not trust her own thoughts anymore. Regardless, she understood what she needed and what she wanted, and was smart enough to recognize the difference between them.
She smiled and her eyes were on fire. “All things come with a price,” she reassured him, and rose to her feet. “Tell me everything,” she continued, an unspoken challenge in her tone.
Where her sister thrived on the knowledge of what had been, Aurèle survived on what she could feel. It was instinct and it was impulse, and it had served her four years strong. Maybe she had begun to go mad. Maybe she did not trust her own thoughts anymore. Regardless, she understood what she needed and what she wanted, and was smart enough to recognize the difference between them.
She smiled and her eyes were on fire. “All things come with a price,” she reassured him, and rose to her feet. “Tell me everything,” she continued, an unspoken challenge in her tone.