by Looking for Alaska » Fri Apr 06, 2012 10:21 am
addison kicked aside the chair in frustration and strood towards allie, cursing he dug his steele out of his pockett. it looked like a swicth blade with a bunch of runes ingraved on the hilt he flipped it open and angrily grabbed allies arm. he hesitated, steele raised over her arm. he hadnt donr one of his marks on anyone before but he was sure nothing like what happend at the hotel to him would occur. he quickly sliced the rune for speed, which looked like a jagged triangul with a slash through it.
“And I told you before, I'll sell you any of the thoroughbreds.”
“I didn't make any of those thoroughbreds. I didn't make them what they are.”
“You made all of them what they are.”
I don't look at him. “None of them made me who I am.”
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“He is slow, and the sea sings to us both, but he returns to me.”