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Post by Elysia Cora Wendell on Apr 18, 2010 13:50:49 GMT -5
Elysia was sitting in a field. Which she thought was kind of funny, given where her name came from. The Elysian Fields. Well, it may not have been that funny, but it put a smile on her face.
She wasn't writing, but she had her notebook out. She was drawing.
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Post by Stellan Dhiren Walker on Apr 18, 2010 14:04:41 GMT -5
Dhiren was in the Meadows, mostly exploring. He got to what looked to be just fields, many of them. It was a very beautiful site. He saw a girl sitting in one of the feilds what he couldn't tell was writing or drawing, but most definitely leaning and moving their hand. He recognized the red hair as well, from the odd girl that he met in Shireton.
He went over and sat down next to her and just looked at the scenery.
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Post by Elysia Cora Wendell on Apr 18, 2010 14:13:35 GMT -5
She tore out a sheet of paper from her note book and wrote on it.
"Hi" it said upon it.
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Post by Stellan Dhiren Walker on Apr 18, 2010 14:16:33 GMT -5
Dhiren looked at the paper, and took a pen from his pocket, that he hoped wasn't the one with invisible ink. He wrote back, "Hello."
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Post by Elysia Cora Wendell on Apr 18, 2010 14:22:53 GMT -5
She smiled. There was no mark on the paper besides her own.
"Broken pen?" She wrote. She offered him hers with a smile.
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Post by Stellan Dhiren Walker on Apr 18, 2010 14:30:31 GMT -5
Dhiren smiled and accepted the pen. "No, it has ink that doesn't show. I forget to switch them out." he wrote.
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Post by Elysia Cora Wendell on Apr 18, 2010 14:36:27 GMT -5
"You can talk, you know. I can hear." She wrote. "If you'd prefer it, that is. Most people find writing quickly to be a challenge"
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Post by Stellan Dhiren Walker on Apr 18, 2010 14:56:45 GMT -5
"I don't mind, it is nice to not talk for a period of time," he wrote back. "You only get faster with practice. I have no doubts at your hearing ability."
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Post by Elysia Cora Wendell on Apr 18, 2010 15:03:53 GMT -5
She smiled alittle.
"So I take it you're going to adopt my way of life?" She wrote. It was meant to be teasing, but of course, writing is never the same as speaking.
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Post by Stellan Dhiren Walker on Apr 29, 2010 18:46:43 GMT -5
Stellan smirked and shook his head.
"No,but sometimes it is nice not having to speak," he wrote back.
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Post by Elysia Cora Wendell on Apr 29, 2010 19:01:27 GMT -5
"I wouldn't know." She wrote. "Not really missing out on much, in my eyes. Speaking never seemed important. It is to others, apparently. But not to me."
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Post by Stellan Dhiren Walker on Apr 29, 2010 19:16:49 GMT -5
"You have never spoken? I guess that would seem odd to some, well many. Some people talk to much," he wrote.
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Post by Elysia Cora Wendell on Apr 29, 2010 19:23:14 GMT -5
"I'm mute." She wrote. "That kinda means I've never spoken. EVER"
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Post by Stellan Dhiren Walker on Apr 30, 2010 4:58:02 GMT -5
Dhiren nodded.
"I could have been a choice. You never know," he wrote.
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Post by Elysia Cora Wendell on Apr 30, 2010 18:49:51 GMT -5
"Vows of silence are stupid. People never stick to them and just make fools of themselves."[\i] She wrote. "I've never spoken and right now have no plans to, because I obviously can't."
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