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lost-science.livejournal.com) wrote in
paradisalost2007-03-01 01:10 am
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I'm sorry.
[The rest of the page is filled with a sketch, sprawling and incredibly detailed. It is of a little girl, the same one he drew once before: Elise. She looks to be about six or seven here, and seems to be wearing some sort of hospital gown. He has drawn her only from her torso up. She is looking away, hair falling in her face around the bloody bandages that encircle her head, covering her left eye. There are cuts and scrapes on her face and arms. She looks as if she is speaking. Next to her are the words, scrawled in a decidedly shaky hand, "Where is my mother?"]

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I can feel...pain. is it you?
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.. thank you, Puck.
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I'm sorry.
I won't ask you to talk about it but if you ever want to my ears work almost as well as my mouth.
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.. don't be. It's not as if you somehow caused it, after all.
heh. Indeed, Lana? I was beginning to wonder, you know.
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And yes. Shocking, I know. I have many talents.
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yes, Ino?
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Something I saw, once.
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It's an incredibly long story.
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I won't ask you to explin. Just ... damn. That's depressing.
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