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Chapter 2
Buffy looked at the poem in her hands, taking in the words on the page. After reading it for the third time, she began reading softly aloud to herself, repeating the words,
"My soul is wrapped in harsh repose,
midnight descends in raven-colored clothes,
but soft...behold!
A sunlight beam cutting a swath of glimmering gleam.
My heart expands,
'tis grown a bulge in it,
inspired by your beauty...
effulgent.
She let out a breath when she was done, keeping the paper clasped tightly in her hand. She thought of the words, thinking of the love that shone through in them. It was a poem like no other she had ever read before. She sat still for another ten minutes, the words replaying in her head. When her head finally cleared a bit, she gathered her things, including the book and the poem. She put the poem in her bag and took the book to check it out.
Buffy walked through the door of the apartment she shared with Willow and Tara. Entering the living room she saw them snuggled on the couch watching a movie. She mumbled a hello and went straight to her room. Willow and Tara shared a look
"Do you think she's ok?" Tara worried, it was unlike Buffy to just go straight to her room without really speaking to them.
"I don't know, she looked a little dazed" Willow observed, she looked in the direction of Buffy's door "Should i go and check to make sure she ok?"
"Yeah" Tara nodded "that might be a good idea"
"Ok" Willow paused the movie they were watching "i'll be back in a minute" she told her girlfriend getting up from the couch. She went over and knocked on Buffy's door and waited for an answer, when Buffy called for her to go in she iopened the door
"Hey Buff, you ok?"
"Yeah" Buffy said. Willow wasn't convinced
"You sure"
Buffy shook her head a little as if trying to clear a haze away "Um, yeah, just thinking"
"Wanna talk about it?"
"It's nothing bad Wills" Buffy assured her seeing the worried look on the other girl's face "Just i found this at the library" she picked the poem up from her bedside table where she had put it when she first came in, and handed it to Willow.
Willow looked over it and looked confused "A poem?"
"Yeah, something about it just got to me. I don't know what exactly"
"Well it is a nice poem" Willow conceded
"Yeah, but it's not just that, it's the whole thing. It radiates love and the words the writer used just really stand out" Buffy explained
"I guess" Willow turned the paper around in her hands and glimpsed writing on the back "Hey what's this?"
"I dunno, what is it?"
"It's a date, name and address" Willow said, holdng the paper towards Buffy so that she could look. Buffy looked at it and noticed the date. She pulled the book where she had found it out of her bag and flipped it open
"This date, that's the last time this book was checked out, January 15th 2002. That's just over two years ago. The name is D. Kensington. Mabe that's who wrote it"
Willow took the paper again
"And the address is in some town a little outside LA, i've heard of it. Sunnydale it says. Don't know what that could be, the writer's address maybe" Willow suggested
"Maybe" Buffy agreed, the wheels turning in her head "only one way to find out"
"What d'you mean Buff?"
"Well, i go to the address. I wanna know more about this poem and whoever wrote. Spring Break is next week i'll go then"
"That's not a good idea Buffy, you have no idea wo wrote this or what any of this stuff on the back means. You don't even know the three things are related" Willow warned
"I know, but i wanna do this Wills, it captured me the minuter isaw it. I have to know"
"Buffy, i just-"
At that moment Tara came in to see what was taking so long
"Everything ok?" she asked
"Fine" Buffy insisted
"No, not fine" Willow disagreed showing the poem to Tara "She wants to go looking for whoever wrote this during Spring break, going only by what's written on the back and i don't think it's a good idea. You agree with me rigfht?"
"I-i, well, i-i guess that it may not be the best idea but-"
"Tara i just want to know more, i want to know who wrote this, find out a bit more"
"I can understand that too." Tara honestly could see where Buffy was coming from
"Tara it may not be safe"
"No, Willow maybe not, but Buffy is a big girl, it's her decision" Tara told her firlfriend gently "but if you'tre so worried maybe we could go with her"
Willow nodded and looked expectantly at Buffy, waiting for agreement
"Fine come to Sunnydale with me, but when i go looking i wnat to go by myself ok?"
Willow agreed grudgingly, but she knew she had to compromise on this one thing. Otherwise, Buffy would go anyway and do what ever she wanted and she just felt that was too reckless.
"So when do you want to leave?" Tara asked
"Sunday morning, that gives us a week" Buffy said
"Ok, we'll leave you alone now then" Tara smiled at Buffy and pulled Willow out the door with her
Buffy picked the poem up again, proceeding to read over it numerous more times that night.