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This is a strange little thing that popped into my head while I was at Writing Club...yeah.
Muse responsible: That's an oxymoron! *Scheherezade smacks Blade* *rubs head* Oweee...okees, actually, I don't know what inspired this one...I think there's yet another muse floating around in the nether regions of my mind who hasn't bothered to appear yet...why it'd want to stay in the nether regions of my brain, though is beyond me...scary place to be...
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I grudgingly followed my sister down the street, wondering why in the Havens I had agreed to this. Lugging the family shopping basket, I sighed as my sister once again stopped at a stand, bargaining animatedly.
Glancing back at me, she yelled over the bustle of Exile's Gate's market, "Go see if that apple vendor has any Golden Beauties!"
Sighing again, I began inching my way through the crowd to the apple vendor- only to run headlong into someone.
[Thank the Havens that the basket's latched-] I thought as I tumbled backwards and barely caught my balance.
The other muttered, "Sorry," and glanced into my eyes-
We stared at each other for a long moment, the stranger's ordinary brown eyes looking into my gray ones, seeking, finding, measuring-
My sister broke the moment by tapping my shoulder, even as the other moved on with the crowd. "Where are the apples?"
I watched the stranger who I had run into meld into the crowd once more.
Blinking at my sister, I continued towards the apple vendor, somehow feeling as if I had just gained, then lost-something-
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I'm just evil, aren't I?
Don't worry, I will continue! I'm intrigued by this.
Now tell me what the story is about now! I already know, but I feel a bit evil today...BWAHAHAHAHAHA!
Scheherezade: *slaps Blade*
Blade: *sticks out tongue at muse*
~Fireblade K'Chona
This is a strange little thing that popped into my head while I was at Writing Club...yeah.
Muse responsible: That's an oxymoron! *Scheherezade smacks Blade* *rubs head* Oweee...okees, actually, I don't know what inspired this one...I think there's yet another muse floating around in the nether regions of my mind who hasn't bothered to appear yet...why it'd want to stay in the nether regions of my brain, though is beyond me...scary place to be...
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I grudgingly followed my sister down the street, wondering why in the Havens I had agreed to this. Lugging the family shopping basket, I sighed as my sister once again stopped at a stand, bargaining animatedly.
Glancing back at me, she yelled over the bustle of Exile's Gate's market, "Go see if that apple vendor has any Golden Beauties!"
Sighing again, I began inching my way through the crowd to the apple vendor- only to run headlong into someone.
[Thank the Havens that the basket's latched-] I thought as I tumbled backwards and barely caught my balance.
The other muttered, "Sorry," and glanced into my eyes-
We stared at each other for a long moment, the stranger's ordinary brown eyes looking into my gray ones, seeking, finding, measuring-
My sister broke the moment by tapping my shoulder, even as the other moved on with the crowd. "Where are the apples?"
I watched the stranger who I had run into meld into the crowd once more.
Blinking at my sister, I continued towards the apple vendor, somehow feeling as if I had just gained, then lost-something-
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I'm just evil, aren't I?
Don't worry, I will continue! I'm intrigued by this.
Now tell me what the story is about now! I already know, but I feel a bit evil today...BWAHAHAHAHAHA!
Scheherezade: *slaps Blade*
Blade: *sticks out tongue at muse*
~Fireblade K'Chona