by gloaming » Wed May 16, 2012 9:39 am
Niall ran past the kitchen, up to his room. He slammed the door shut still blushing furiously. "Why'd I agree that?!" He groaned, throwing himself onto his bed and burying his face in his pillows. He let out a small scream that was muffled by the poofy pillows before sitting back up, grabbing his guitar from the stand. So ue wouldn't look suspicious he started strumming random chords, falling back onto his bedandstaring at the ceiling. He started strumming the opening chords to 'She Will Be Loved' by Maroon 5, singing the lyrics quietly.
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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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