Taro came into the room, strands of hair flying free of the tie at the back of his skull, sweat plastering his cream-colored shirt against his chest and back. I wished I had an artist's skill, that I could make renderings of him in all his states of beauty. He would never want to look at them, or even know about them. I would just like them for myself. Maybe he would want to see them when he was much older, and beautiful in a different way.
Moira J. MooreThere was alliteration happening all over the place in that sentence.
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Flown Raven is the country,"I muttered.
"City slave," he said.
"Farm boy," I shot back.
"I've never even seen a farm."
"Don't trifle me with details.
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You get irritated when I say I'm not angry and you get irritated when I say I am angry. I can't win."
"Because you just saying whatever you think will shut me up," he accused me.
"Aye, but it's not working."
"Argh!" was his response, and he charged on down the street.
I couldn't be sure, and I certainly wasn't going to admit it to anyone, but I suspect I was the cause of the blizzard that hit us that night.
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So we waited. I felt useless. I felt like I was in the way. I wished I had some nervous habits so I could indulge in them.
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You are trying to lure us into revealing information you're not entitled to? With chocolate and wine? Are you amateurs?
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You're sending my mind to unwelcome places, Taro.
Good. It can keep mine company.
Sometimes I was so funny I couldn’t stand myself.
Moira J. MooreIn time I could move, though my body wasn't thrilled about it. I moved from the floor to the sofa I had fallen off of, which was all the progress I was going to demand from myself right then. Karish was much more ambitious, moving from the floor by the table to the sofa. He sat beside me and without the slightest hesitation or diffidence wrapped his arms around me and pulled me close, and I bonelessly complied. Pain eased, muscles loosened, and the beating of his heart helped to drive disturbing images from my mind. For the moment not giving a damn about how it looked or whether it was a bad idea, I curled around him and flattened my palm against his chest so I could feel the blood pulsing around him.
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