12-27-2007, 02:44 PM
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indent There was nothing he could do to escape the true horrors he was running from, even if he found himself content for one moment in time. Happiness was fleeting, spent in five seconds, gone to the wind. With Ahren, this was true as well. He could ignore the shadows following him, but they were one and the same and he could never escape. Not as long as he could see their faces and be completely aware that—
indent Something ran into his leg. Ahren blinked, drawn from his contemplation, and looked down. It was a girl close to but not quite the same color as the snow, with bright blue eyes. “It’s okay,” he said, red eyes studying her face, aware it was familiar—too fucking familiar. “What are you doing out here anyway?” The moaning woods were full of vicious ghosts and bad memories, something that the old residents could never get away from.
indent Something ran into his leg. Ahren blinked, drawn from his contemplation, and looked down. It was a girl close to but not quite the same color as the snow, with bright blue eyes. “It’s okay,” he said, red eyes studying her face, aware it was familiar—too fucking familiar. “What are you doing out here anyway?” The moaning woods were full of vicious ghosts and bad memories, something that the old residents could never get away from.