The Ties That Bind, part 2The chair barely missed Nemain’s head and shoulders, its wooden splinters spraying like quills all over her blue black hair. He was angry, raging at some unknown enemy and Gallagher didn’t know how to calm him....for the moment, she prayed with every fiber of her being that the wall would reach out and engulf her.The Ties That Bind, part 2
The Ghoul knew she should remain and try to help him somehow, but for first time since they had met six months before- she was truly afraid of Emmanuel. The hours following the news of Constencia’s death, Moncrief had been enraged. Another chair followed by the table it accompanied splintered i
The Tie That BindsGreen eyes peered out, unseeing, from behind a sheet of ice. The tiny frozen crystals burned the sensitive skin of her face, normally plump wine lips sat parted, unmoving, tinged blue. A noise managed to halfway permeate the ice. Was it a muffled voice? If Nemain could have blinked hard, hard enough to focus her mind, she would have. Instead, she tried to rouse herself, gather enough strength to fight off the numbing effects long enough to understand what she was sure had to be words. There it was again...a double syllabled rumble through the frozen buzz of cold. Then suddenly before her unclosing eyes he appeared. Bending down beThe Tie That Binds
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We were strangers starting out
on a journey, never dreaming
what we'd have to go through
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Once in a while, you got to burn your lips / keep your feelings alive.
Sorry.. bad joke.
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I can only give you everything I've got
I can't be as sorry as you think I should
But I still love you more than anyone else could
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