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livingmyths) wrote2011-02-08 07:24 pm
livingmyths) wrote2011-02-08 07:24 pm
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0156: Accidental Video
Rain's taking advantage of a bit of a break in the clouds to dance on the roof top. It's sunny and she's happy and the Library loves her and all she wants to do is express her joy. her words come out in almost a song, straight from the heart and all a-whimsy.
"Over hill, over dale,
Through bush, through brier,
Over park, over pale,
Through flood, and on the roof,
Rain does wander everywhere,
Swifter than the moon's sphere;
And I serve the fairy queen,
To dew her orbs upon the green.
The cowslips tall her pensioners be:
In their gold coats spots you see;
Those be rubies, fairy favours,
In those freckles live their savours:
I must go seek some new books here
And sing a song into the Librar's ear.
Farewell, thou lob of spirits; I'll be gone:
Our queen and all our elves come here anon.
... Anon, anon, anon! I love that word!"
And there is more dancing!
"Over hill, over dale,
Through bush, through brier,
Over park, over pale,
Through flood, and on the roof,
Rain does wander everywhere,
Swifter than the moon's sphere;
And I serve the fairy queen,
To dew her orbs upon the green.
The cowslips tall her pensioners be:
In their gold coats spots you see;
Those be rubies, fairy favours,
In those freckles live their savours:
I must go seek some new books here
And sing a song into the Librar's ear.
Farewell, thou lob of spirits; I'll be gone:
Our queen and all our elves come here anon.
... Anon, anon, anon! I love that word!"
And there is more dancing!
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I think so too.
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I'm... I'm not such a good person really, so it's okay if people aren't nice to me.
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Rain, you are not the only one to have done bad things before coming here.
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I know. And I know people say I'm not bad, but... I feel bad.
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I want you to feel how I feel about myself. Are you able to do that?
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If you want me to, I can.
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[And he lets himself be open to it. How he feels dirty. How he hates himself. How he is one of the worst people in the world. How he doesn't deserve anything good. How he's ugly.
He doesn't know how else to let her understand that he knows how it feels or than to be honest about his feelings on this.]
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Oh, Aya...
[She reached up to touch his cheek, tears flowing freely now. It hurt to feel how poorly he felt about himself, especially when she felt his heart was so kind. Maybe he'd done bad things, but he wasn't the things he thought he was.]
You're not, you're not. You should have good things, and you're beautiful, and you're kind. Just look how kind you are to me.
[She didn't know what to do or how to help, so she wrapped herself around him, holding him as tightly as she could, inadvertantly broadcasting warm, soothing, caring emotion at him.]
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What you see about me is what I see about you, Rain.
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Can you hear inside me, too? Did you know I feel dirty and bad and ugly and like maybe I shouldn't have good things, too? People say it wasn't my fault and I'm not, but deep inside...
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[Gently, he dries her face, smiling a little.]
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[Her voice was very small.]
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