How dare he do that to me ?Why did he treat me like He didn't have to hurt meI- didn't mean to hurt him
Shahrzad
You once lamented the fact that the characters in my stories placed so much value on love.Why is that?
That word is used too often for my taste. So I attribute it to things, rather than to people.
Shahrzad paced before her bed that night. Every step was a war between wrath and resentment. She could no longer hide these thoughts from herself.
SO you intend to go your whole life without loving anyone? Just things?
People fall in and out of love with the rising and settling of the sun.
Halfway through her halfhearted meal, the doors to the chambers opened. Shahrzad, paused but did not turn around. Instead she continued eating. She felt his presence around her and even after he called for her, she ignored him.
NO, I want someone who sees beneath the surface, someone who completes the balance. An equal.
Shahrzad stoped eating and met his gaze quickly before asking him something that had been bothering her.
And how do you know when you've found this elusive someone?
I suspect she will be like air. Like knowing how to breathe.
He continued, Shahrzad laughed at his answer.
Shocked by his answer. Shahrzad is intrigued to know more.
He regarded her with the stillness of a hawk as he said these words, and Shahrzad's throat went dry. She understood that these words were poetry and quickly learned about his mother who made him fall in love with poetry. Shahrzad is starting to discover the soft side of this monster.
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