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May 10, 2005 22:42

She closed her eyes when his thumb grazed her mouth. Phobos, she thought to herself. Phobos....

His words burned holes into her chest and turned her heart to something painful. She knew it tore him up to offer her up to Moros, she knew it did, and the fact that he did it anyway... Those things that were twisted inside her, tightened even further. But she did not let it show... No, no. Not Styx. The last few days had taxed her beyond normal endurance, but she knew she was strong enough to get through this. And to get through it with grace and poise. Her mother had taught her that much, at least. It was time to live it.

"Yes," she said softly. "I promise you."

Her fingers trailed liquid patterns on his shirt. She wanted to say more, but her throat was closing up on her. She would have to wait.

phobos, styx

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