Is Everything Like it Seems?

*Valentine* · 06-07-2015, 02:40 PM

Her voice chilled him better than any winter wind ever could. Rhythm's betrayal was as fresh as his wounds and while the later had benefited from time the former had not. Like a physical wound left untreated it had festered. With each passing day it had worsened and grown fouler, and under a nonplussed guise, the emotional wound had gone necrotic.

There she was. Like a rogue she'd stopped at the border and waited for him. Her posture was meek at best and even though several feet separated them he could smell her trepidation from where he stood. Valentine said nothing, his expression seemingly impassive. He ran a calculating eye over her, noting the lack of power about her person. Funny how she could be so strong one second and so weak the next.

Over the last several days he'd played this situation over and over, gone through countless scenarios. He'd rehearsed what he wanted to say a thousand times and yet now that he was presented with the opportunity those words just didn't cut it. So he waited.

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