River Tam (
river_meimei
) wrote
2007-08-31 04:19 am (UTC)
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River spins, one hand creeping to her pocket.
(Her palm is red and tender from splinters.
You learn, after a while. Not to ignore pain; not to set it aside. But to accept it as part of your daily life.)
"You think we can't fight them," she mutters, staring down at the cardboard.
"But we can."
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(Her palm is red and tender from splinters.
You learn, after a while. Not to ignore pain; not to set it aside. But to accept it as part of your daily life.)
"You think we can't fight them," she mutters, staring down at the cardboard.
"But we can."