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Somehow his feelings weren't comprehensive to the crisis he was in. He should be feeling dread but, even at this very moment he felt the spark of fire that tethered him to the brunette.

Unbeknownst to a presence watching me, I was in a state of deep rumination. I clench my hands in feeble fists and walked down a cobblestone path, as the rate of the large occurring sizes of stone depreciated.

“I told you I don't know how to dance Thaddeus,” Elizabeth weakly muttered. “Would it kill you to give me some encouraging words?” She questions him after she'd made another mistake in placing her foot, moving it at the wrong time.

On the chilly, now windless night, in his vehicle he adjusted the temperature, to get a bit warmer. Kyle didn't know why he was feeling this way. The feelings that Harold Harlacher had stirred up, causing the sediment of love to surface again.

Twist our fates,
Tangle our cognition,
Contort our beliefs,
Into warped fruition.

Life's a fun little game,
Don't you see?
The discordant spells,
The incomprehensible choice,
Truth or dare,

Kyle Monroewood had finally caught a break, feeling his already evident relaxation, even as he sat on his outdoor terrace recliner, rethinking most of his life choices.