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'''''By: me''''' | '''''By: me''''' | ||
''aka | ''aka [[Joshua Edmiston]]'' | ||
''Starring Josiah Amor'' | ''Starring Josiah Amor'' | ||
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''Tristan Goodman'' | ''Tristan Goodman'' | ||
''Rebekah Paul'' | ''[[Rebekah Paul]]'' | ||
''Joshua Edmiston'' | ''Joshua Edmiston'' | ||
''Dorshea Goh'' | ''[[Dorshea Goh]]'' | ||
''Daniel Dove'' | ''Daniel Dove'' | ||
''With Tirzah Hopkins'' | ''With [[Tirzah Hopkins]]'' | ||
''And Brayden Freund'' | ''And [[Brayden Freund]]'' | ||
'''''What is love that man should show? What is love that woman should share? What both pleases and pierces, what both satisfies and stabs? To feel, to feel is not enough. Loose compulsion is a train without tracks, its own power is its own undoing. Charm has faded, lust has expired, all has been forgotten of that which transpired. What lasts? What tarries? Cut a rose from its pathway to life, control it as you please. It will die, it always dies. Love without God will not, cannot, shall not stay. All that remains are thorns as the rose decays.''''' | '''''What is love that man should show? What is love that woman should share? What both pleases and pierces, what both satisfies and stabs? To feel, to feel is not enough. Loose compulsion is a train without tracks, its own power is its own undoing. Charm has faded, lust has expired, all has been forgotten of that which transpired. What lasts? What tarries? Cut a rose from its pathway to life, control it as you please. It will die, it always dies. Love without God will not, cannot, shall not stay. All that remains are thorns as the rose decays.''''' | ||
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“The day of dread?” | “The day of dread?” | ||
After retrieving their lunch, the two ventured to find a table. It had been some time since Josiah’s hallway encounter with the one he fancied. How much time, you ask. Josiah couldn’t really tell you as time hadn’t seemed to work properly ever since he first laid eyes on her. | After retrieving their lunch, the two ventured to find a table. It had been some time since Josiah’s hallway encounter with the one he fancied. How much time, you ask. Josiah couldn’t really tell you as time hadn’t seemed to work properly ever since he first laid eyes on her. It was now February, approximately one week before Valentine’s day. | ||
“It is February, approximately one week before Valentine’s day.” Said Trystan. | “It is February, approximately one week before Valentine’s day.” Said Trystan. | ||
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Oddly enough, they ended up at the very table where they sat yesterday. Josiah thought he was beginning to understand how lunch worked at this school. But if there was anything yesterday taught him, it was that everything changed around the Day of Dread. Josiah remembered that he had yet to ask Trystan what that even meant. | Oddly enough, they ended up at the very table where they sat yesterday. Josiah thought he was beginning to understand how lunch worked at this school. But if there was anything yesterday taught him, it was that everything changed around the Day of Dread. Josiah remembered that he had yet to ask Trystan what that even meant. | ||
“So,” began Josiah, “do you | “So,” began Josiah, “do you think there will be another one?” | ||
“Of course not,” said Trystan, “look what they’re serving for lunch.” | “Of course not,” said Trystan, “look what they’re serving for lunch.” | ||
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[[Category:Novels]] | [[Category:Novels]] | ||
[[Category:Short Stories]] | [[Category:Short Stories]] | ||
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