she always tries, truth or lie
10-16-2013, 12:50 AM
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Wasn?t it lovely? To no longer feel alone, to have the heat of somebody?s flesh and the thought of their mind; to be spared even a moment of thought as you realised the day no longer would be faced alone. She would extend their time together as much as she could, as all previous meetings had been so painfully short. She hoped that now, she could learn to look upon the mammoth as a friend, and perhaps they could share knowledge and even assistance, however limited it may have been. She felt at home, welcomed by his side as she lifted her haunches to follow him, smiling so tenderly as ribbon-like stilts would move at a resolute trot, faithful within his abilities and eager to find what he sought. |