A dance is merely a dance. Kaye thinks then, is it alright to use a dance to forget.
She wishes she could forget everything. But Lethe had forsaken her and betrayed her. She couldn't even blame the Nymph. Who could help being lost, in silver eyes and faerie magic.
"You are not him." It is not really a question, she follows the steps anyway. To her own dance. Just like fighting, just like love; all her steps are wrong and yet right.
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Re: Balcony
Date: 2006-08-13 12:07 am (UTC)She wishes she could forget everything. But Lethe had forsaken her and betrayed her. She couldn't even blame the Nymph. Who could help being lost, in silver eyes and faerie magic.
"You are not him." It is not really a question, she follows the steps anyway. To her own dance. Just like fighting, just like love; all her steps are wrong and yet right.