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Date Posted: Mon, Jan 10 2005, 11:16am PST
Author: Riah
Subject: I am a butterfly
In reply to: Dorian 's message, " I'm alright on my own.. " on Mon, Jan 10 2005, 11:07am PST

a hand escaped from shallow pockets, brushing dark waves from face once more as almost amber gaze caught oh so familure form. A form she'd thought she'd left behind when she'd left hawaii, one that brought memories of days in the amazing weather from home, always warm, always sunny, and always perfect conditions. A hushed tone escaped parted lips as she spoke to him, watching him walk away...wondering in part would he actually recognize her. He was the first to leave - the first to find his way out of the wonderous paradise, the first to find what life was really like. "Dorian?" it was as simple as that...his name rolled lightly from parted lips...a brow raised as a soft smile creased tender features

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It was like a chapter right out of the tome of his previous life, or "previous life", as he was still living the same life, just in a different spot, on different waves, and that was perhaps the only reason he was elsewhere - the waves broke differently in the Atlantic than anywhere else. His dark eyes moved up at the sound of her voice and he paused, literally chilled to the bone, but willing to make a stop if the voice belonged to who he suspected it did. "Mariah." A small grin spread across the width of his tanned features, exposing the small gap between his front teeth that he was typically so self concious over. "Hey!" (NT) -- Dorian, Mon, Jan 10 2005, 11:26am PST

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