ext_35429 ([identity profile] porphyre.livejournal.com) wrote in [personal profile] foxtongue 2006-02-22 06:05 pm (UTC)

I leaned over and told him quietly in the dark of the ballroom that I'm harmless.

"You're not harmless at all. The most dangerous people are the ones you love. They can hurt you more than anyone else alive. Tell me I'm wrong."
"Ah, but see, this is the life I have to live. This moment and the next moment and the one after that. You're terrifying for the same reasons, but I'm not willing to live these moments in fear."

My reasoning's got enough wisdom, I think, to work. We talked for hours and hours last night in the ballroom. Things are coalescing around us, like we'e collecting light. It's so good, I'd forgotten what this can be like.

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