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try to find a hole
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Posted on February 27, 2014 at 06:10:56 AM by gyslaine

Secrets are treasures, not things to be shared. They are little nuggets of information to wield over people, and if someone else holds a secret of mine, they then have that nugget to wield over me. That�s why I never give any secrets away or have anything that would need to be a secret anyway. I wouldn�t be telling the bitch what I knew about her and the Baron whether she wanted to know or not. The grin on my face was not a word in my mouth, and though it said I knew something, it was silent about what I knew.

Me thinks the lady doth protest too much. Yeah, okay that�s a weird line, but I wrote it and you can�t steal it. It did fit the bitch perfectly the moment her mouth opened. Excuses poured from her lips and a faint tickle in the back of my head suggested that perhaps this plan would fail just as miserably as the last had done. The arm nearer the window tensed as my nails dug into the palm of the same hand, and the slight twitch in my halt shifted in rhythm for a moment as my composure was lost.

�What nonsense. Nyx has it on very good authority he was talking about sitting for a drawing. Besides, he couldn�t be busy at all hours, and dusk and evenings make for such variable light, don�t you think?� My eyebrows shifted, in na�ve innocence. Let the bitch believe there was no plot. �And after nightfall you would have full control of the lighting.�

Such fragile creatures the underlings and collectibles were, with such delicate, and yet malleable minds. This would surely be a masterpiece, one that would put me in my rightful place in the history books. For centuries, underlings would know my name and wish they had been in my good favor. If the bitch thought that Tristan was the only boy in the castle she could handle, she would simply have to take on a challenge, or get lost � preferably in the Marsh � because the boy she�d been eying was spoken for. And there seemed to have been a spark with the Baron that, perhaps, the bitch had been too stupid to notice. Subtlety was lost on the dim-witted.

_{photo by kkseema at flickr.com}
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