by gloaming » Sun May 13, 2012 2:41 pm
Niall eyes widened as Mer sprinted downstairs. "Don't drop my guitar!" He shouted. "It's very important to me!" He followed her, grabbing two plates of food for them. He meandered down to the beach, stopping to stand next to Zayn. He put his plates down, walked over to a large log and dragged it over so they could sit on it.
Ellie grinned. "I'm from New York, Kingston to be exact. It's a dump. That's why I moved to New York City, I'm going to NYU. I'm so excited." She grinned, grabbing some more wood.
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“
When you are born,” the golem said
softly, “your courage is new and clean.
You are brave enough for anything:
crawling off of staircases, saying your
first words without fearing that someone
will think you are foolish, putting strange
things in your mouth. But as you get
older, your courage attracts gunk, and
crusty things, and dirt, and fear, and
knowing how bad things can get and
what pain feels like. By the time you’re
half-grown, your courage barely moves
at all, it’s so grunged up with living. So
every once in awhile, you have to scrub
it up and get the works going, or else
you’ll never be brave again.
”
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